03-25-2020, 12:50 AM
WANDERING TRADER - female - puma macaw - 100% health - no powers - 9 years
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Dark umber paws touched down softly upon the railroad tracks, just a few feet before the gate. Brightly colored wings folded in as the puma took a deep breath and let out a lofty sigh, eyes glancing around. She took a moment to readjust her stance, gold eyes scating across the gate. Amusment bubbled in the beauty as she eyed the basket of "declarations of war". How amusing! this group would be just her people.
Ah, but how to get their attention? Oh yes, the wall of bells would be quite perfectly fitted for her needs. The rust-colored cougar brushed up against the bells, listening to them chime as she backed away, settling herself to sit and wait. Allowing her leather bag of goodies to rest on the ground. One wing was lifted high as the scarlet macaw winged darling attempted to shade herself from the scorching heat. Hopefully, someone came along soon, she needed a drink after that long flight.
She'd heard good things about the island faring group, word spreading of freedom and individuality. That was what the aged puma hoped for, tired of her many years traveling. While she was well past the age of having a relationship, being old enough for grandkids, she couldn't help but hope that she would gain some type of family here. She hadn't ever really had a sense of family, having never been to the same place twice. Nobody even knew her name, not even herself. She'd been deemed "Wanderingtrader" to the point it became her name, her identity. Perhaps that would change over time but, for now, the puma of paradise would maintain that persona.
Ah, but how to get their attention? Oh yes, the wall of bells would be quite perfectly fitted for her needs. The rust-colored cougar brushed up against the bells, listening to them chime as she backed away, settling herself to sit and wait. Allowing her leather bag of goodies to rest on the ground. One wing was lifted high as the scarlet macaw winged darling attempted to shade herself from the scorching heat. Hopefully, someone came along soon, she needed a drink after that long flight.
She'd heard good things about the island faring group, word spreading of freedom and individuality. That was what the aged puma hoped for, tired of her many years traveling. While she was well past the age of having a relationship, being old enough for grandkids, she couldn't help but hope that she would gain some type of family here. She hadn't ever really had a sense of family, having never been to the same place twice. Nobody even knew her name, not even herself. She'd been deemed "Wanderingtrader" to the point it became her name, her identity. Perhaps that would change over time but, for now, the puma of paradise would maintain that persona.
tag @/kinglykingstone when attacking - attack in bolded #50B880 when attacking
PERCY
Flew up through the clouds at night was born to fight. Mythical, so mystical - think what you like. You could be the sword, the shield defender of the people down below, you know I fought for love. Be kind to those around ya' don't be merci less. Remember me for my name is Perseus.
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