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Homepage: The Star Clan

Species: Dragon

GryphCode: GC2.Dh S&%^o [f] A- C =deep midnight blue flecked with silver :,-$ Dc B^ H~ $+ EL+++ W+ M+++! (K) E[Arcane/Elemental Protection/Fighting]+++ P[Telepathy, telekinesis]+++ FA+++ T[hack]+++ RP+ Ar++ Wr+ I++! Am+[}[any] L+ ^ and ? .[pre]to.[ant] So PK+ Ts+++ G++++ F----

Territory/Origin: Arrauthous Realm

Appearance: Fit and lithe as dragon's go, built for speed, agility, and fighting ability. Her base hide is that of deepest midnight blues that could be, at times, mistaken for black, save that it shimmers with its true highlights in the sunlight. The basehide is marred, or perhaps enriched by a bright silver flecking throught her form so that she herself resembles the night sky in all its glory. This odd coloration follows to the fine membrane of her wing sails, and the shape and pattern leave the mystery to what exactly they are. She has a crest of fine scaling that follows her neck in the image of a solar flare, cresting outwards and in again, the edges as sharp and finely tapered as the most beloved weapon of a mercenary. This crest can be folded like feathers, flat against her dorsal line for each pane is connected to a swiveling joint, but this cannot be discerned when it is fully open, for it melds together seamlessly. Her eyes also shift color, depending on mood, from deep blue laced with silver for content, to bright reds and orange for anger and alarm. Her scaling is also minute and fine, microscaling that gives her the tone and appearance of a leather-skinned dragon, and not a scaled, the only place where such scaling is apparent is around eyes, nares, jaws, legs, and from throat to tailtip. Her claws, blue as the rest of her and seemingly made of sapphire are anything but, they are formed by a material unknown and are resistant to cracking and breaking, they are retractable. Her tailtip takes the shape of a flourished spade, and holds within it a tail blade that she rarely uses. She can breathe fire, but rarely does.

History/Bio: Astra was not always in possession of such a color as her hide now. She was in the ancient days of her world, and the early days of this, a dragon of browns and greens that the old lore was based upon, it was not until she was discovered by a mentor of hers that she departed on a journey and not only found herself, but her life, that of course is a story in and of itself.

It suffices to say she was born of a star, it is as much her as she is it, though it is in no way a power center for her, it is...a home from home, and she can always find it in the sky, even if it is realm saway, her eyes would see it whether she were close or not.

She has lived for eons within different worlds, hiding among clans though almost always without family, there are few she holds as friends, those being her mate and closest confidant, her soul-sister gryphon, and an eclectic wiccan that fell into her favor, and she into his.

Misc: Untrusting is her motto for betrayal has found her often and she never entirely believes it will not come from those closest. Tread carefully about her for she holds much anger and pain within her, and one would often find her brooding. She is above and beyond adept level where magics are concerned, of her own realm she was considered High Mage and magic is what she is. She wields magics that mostly concern fighting and protection, and while she has been known to heal it is rare for her to do so, long years training in how to destroy and rend forms and species, cause pain and death, have left little interest in mending, it is not that she would not, it is that she can not, to touch an injured soul is to be open to memories she has long forgotten.