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(( OLD page contents are OOOOLLLLLD)) Born in White Valley to Hendar and Zhomasdahi, with an extended lifespan that turned slowly into immortality with practice of her shapeshifting. Dahizhia is a remarkably sweet girl and has maintained a steadfast innocence in the face of so many worlds and pains. Dahizhia is most often found in her centauroid form, which is a more lizardlike one than anything else, sharp claws on all four paws, and a heavily spiked thick tail. She has large, leathery wings in this form, as well as long stiff plumes off her elbows. Her face is most often kept as a semi-bird, with a beak mouth, but her hugely large doe-ears give her a look of sloeness. She has very curly brown and green hair, her skin is sparkling golden, and her eyes are blueish violet, always smiling. She can shapeshift into three normal forms, including ones which exploit more or less limbs; she has full empathy and telepathy, though the range she has is limited and for that she is thankful. She heals herself from exposure to light -- natural light only, however. She spends a lot of time outside, when on a world, and a lot up in the observation domes basking in the weak light from a million stars. However she can also control light -- bending it and making it into illusory shapes, creating darkness, she's a hit at some people's quarters. She can sense electricity as well as the dead. She fell for Sacrilege long before she knew he was not all "he" was cracked up to be, or perhaps more than that. Their offspring is Szhraad. Dahizhia likes bright things, and her quarters show that off. Her favorite creatures are butterflies and other small flying insects or creatures. ** Dahizhia has located a wonderful Dragon agency on a strange new planet, and has elected to host one of them, if she might be chosen. ** Excitedly, Dahizhia opened the large heavily padded object that came to the ship. She beamed with happiness when she saw the glimmering of a richly colored yellow-mottled egg! "It's here! Oh, it's finally here... I wonder who will come out of it!" Dahizhia scampered around making sure that the nesting material was soft and warm, found a heating lamp (from one of those other folks who had raised a dragon from an egg) and placed it carefully over the nest. She adjusted it and carefully put a thin blanket over the egg, so that it didn't get TOO hot. "I don't know what your name will be, or who your parents are... The list here says that it's a "wild" egg, so I'll never know the parents..." She perked up, "but that means I'm the parent!" Giggling briefly, Dahizhia clapped a little and then settled down again. Her purrinka sighed and sat next to the big egg, it was bigger than she was by almost three times, but she seemed to enjoy laying with it under the sun lamp. "Well, when this hatches, you'll have to share that nest with a little dragon darling Kinia!" Dahizhia laughed, and the purrinka merely purred... ** Dahizhia giggled to herself, as the egg hatched. A soft but determined pecking could be heard from within. "Come on, you can do it..." She whispered. Then, she was very pleased to see, a little black snout came out from the cracked shell! His little wet muzzle opened immediately, and the shrieking could be heard clearly. Especially by the curious fiery purrinka nearby. Her ears flattened down and she crept up to the egg. "I have to feed him, Kinia!" Dahizhia cried. Her wings fluttered and she lept to her feet. The energetic cries of the black dragon called her back quickly. "Here, here!" Dahizhia said, and deposited a small bowl of cut up meats. The dragon snorted, growled back at the feline, and began to gobble the food up. "There you are! What a big boy!" Dahizhia laughed. The flighty winged thing flapped hard, and began to lift off a bit. He tired almost immediately, though, and let out such a cry of despair that Dahizhia picked him up and placed him on her shoulder. He clung on with his little hard feet, and she managed a grin around her beak. "Tamisra, that's your name." She said, happily. Kinia gave a little snap of her own wings, and pretended she wasn't interested at all. ** Tamisra flapped frantically against the wind. "You can do it, Tam! I know you can!" Dahizhia cheered on her beautiful dark dragonet in the flight dome. Tresis even thought that making this little guy fly was entertaining, though he didn't really say so. He was the one making the gusts of air anyway. He was off soon, though, after Tamisra learned to flap harder or softer, how to land on just his two feet, and everyone was relieved when Tamisra flapped on his own. ** I want to see the other places now. "W-what?" Dahizhia asked Tamisra. Kinia purred under Tamisra's ministering claws, they had maintained their tight companionship over the last few months, and Kinia's presence usually calmed the black air dragon. I wish to see others of my kind. Perhaps there are others who wish to remain here. "You won't fly away will you?" Dahizhia asked, hurt. No. I will remain with you forever, Dahizhia. You are my caretaker and I love you. And Kinia. The bright colored Purrinka rolled to her side and continued to enjoy the black talons of her friend. Dahizhia put out a call for Viridia to get a shuttle ready. They would return to Dark Dragon adoptions... ** (( There was an old 'combat' game on the Darkelf site, to which this set of stats belongs. )) ** 2023 new stuff... I have to wonder how this dragonet came out of the shell with a head like that, dark underside wings, no forelimbs, and head fins... its teenage years showed off still no forelimbs and its head fins broke apart, maybe its wing fingers which weren't present at hatchling turned into arms, because the adult does have arms but no wing fingers... sigh, gotta love the ancient art of forgetting what features exist on the fly amirite? Also the appearance of scaled armor belly as an adult and the slow but sure change from aqua to blue to grey eyes. Gained a bunch of toes on the hind feet too, and big claws. And then the horns. Where... were they hiding? Anyway, by the magic of the internet and imagination, this is an 'air' dragon. APPARENTLY he can speak verbally (as of the xgen flight) and at that time *wasn't* telepathic? dood no he's definitely got both mental and verbal speech... he obviously did have telepathy as the above page was straight up mental. As such I will determine that any offspring available, both old and new, may evolve random traits or change configuration over their lifespan, accommodating multiple limbs, changing physiology, or even outright shapeshifting (at least one of his offspring is fully herm, so why not shapeshift too). ** Tamisra's specs: ** |
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2024 "Sooooo that's new?" Dahizhia commented, when Tamisra flapped down to the ledge, and began preening plumage that was absolutely not there before. "And where'd your arms go!?" Stronger wings, don't need them right now. Will make them later if I pick things up. Dahizhia blinked a few times, shook her head with a chuckle, "well, you do you my friend. I've seen you up there in the clouds whipping things up, don't forget there's a storm system on its way, and people still rely on it for their crops." Am not like that crazy man, Tamisra recalled Tresis who was a masterful weather-shaper bent on occasionally depriving people of vital seasonal changes. Won't forget. Felt the storm coming. Building needs protection. Not finished. That reminded Dahizhia that yes, there were some folks down by the high terrace, their barn and silo had yet to be completed. If that storm showed up while they were still raising it... it would be razed instead. But apparently Tamisra knew that, and flew off to perch near it, waiting with that odd new looking face of his, peering at the sky as if he could see the wind moving invisibly. And soon enough that storm did come, with the barn half-complete and the silo only partially filled with their crops. But Tamisra summoned all his will, focusing on his air power. While some of the crops that had been collected did blow off the terrace, the buildings both survived and the people within them could finish collecting the grains and goods more safely. Dahizhia wondered... who was he trying to impress? Maybe there would be new interesting dragons on the horizon if he did show off enough... ** Art By Libertades; Adopted from DerynStarling |
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Tamisra participated in several mating flights and events over the years, recorded here now XGen Frenzy at the Healing Den - Mated with Orange Oil Örth "The other male black who came to the flight, Tamisra the air dragon, was shadowing Orth, who had finally come out of her lake. Her big, wide wings made it quite easy for her to fly, even though she was mostly considered a ‘water' dragon. Her oil-black-marked neck and head were shadowed as Tamisra paced her. Though he could not communicate with her telepathically, she knew very well he was there. She trumpeted, and he screeched back. When they joined, Dahizhia paced about in the observation area. Though her telepathic ability was limited in its range, she should have known better than to stick herself directly among a bunch of ... orgy happy people and dragons! Why, this was worse than one of Vanya's parties..." Mated with Night-Green Roczath "In the skies very high, above some of the burning-off clouds, a Ryslen night-green flew strongly. She looked down at the morning lit hillsides, and decided to sweep by the festivities one more time before checking out the males. But just before she could even complete half the run, and right over the main fairway of the festival grounds, black air-dragon Tamisra swept out of nowhere and tackled the female. Roczath shrieked, gave him chase, and lept back into the sky. But this black dragon following her was no inexperienced weyrling! With the aggression of a fighting dragon in his blood, Tamisra followed the spaded tail closely, and at last brought himself up to her body." (and also some bits about Dahizhia not participating in the mating fun) And the more custom Softball Team splice (there's no explanation for how Tamisra was even around for this, but there they are) - Spliced with Dopeth, producing indigo f Pakarna Spliced with Nitadan, producing crimson h Nohara; blue-violet f Mashodika Spliced with Trilibeth, producing brown f Matength ** If there's another Checkerboard Ball ... he might need to be there... |
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