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Post by Amelia on Feb 2, 2019 17:07:15 GMT -6
Owner Name: Gentle Pet Name: April Breed: Blue Parent #1: Blue (Cathàn) Parent #2: Gold (Ríoghain) Level/Loyalty: 4.0 Stamina: 6 Strength: 5 Resistance: 4 Dexterity: 4 Mentality: 2 Special Abilities: Glide, Water Resistance, Fire Resistance, Swim Moves: Climb, Gash, Bite, Hydro Shell
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Post by Amelia on Feb 2, 2019 21:42:22 GMT -6
Swimming came naturally to the snow leopard. Thankfully when your mind forgot things sometimes your body would still remember. That was all she needed, was for her body to remember it. Even though her body was different. The hatchling struggled through the snow behind her, and she questioned whether or not this was a good idea. It had to be, this creature was born to swim. As a mammalian feline she had no problem swimming, her toes were webbed and designed to both float through the snow and glide through the water. Her concern of course, was how cold it would be. The hatchling whined out from behind her, and she quickly turned to see it get swept up in a dip. Amelia shook her head and reached down and grabbed the hatchling by the back foot and lifted her out of the dip. Another cool breeze rolled through, but now the mammalian could see the docks and was eager to bring her creature down to see how she would do.
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Post by Amelia on Feb 2, 2019 21:48:58 GMT -6
She nuzzled the hatchling through the snow and grimaced, hopefully she would succeed better in the water. Her small tail was growing the typical fins of a blue hen, and her mixed colouration glowed from her golden drake father. Her pale blue eyes is what stuck out the most to Amelia, as it was atypical for a Sarane to have anything other then the dark browns. Of course, Amelia had a mixture of her own Sarane who all had grown restless in the cold winter months. Different parts of the labs seemed to display winter differently. There were areas where snow was non-existent, and instead a cold rain would be all that would tell a change in seasons. Amelia had not ventured out very far as of lately, but had always meant to on her down time. She nudged the hatchling forward again as they came closer to the main docks. Although the lake was cold, it appeared that this section was not frozen. As she looked out further, she could see floating patches of ice. Sand mixed with the snow near the edges, and the lovely beach had lost some of its beauty with the mixture. But, beauty was in the eye of the beholder and Amelia preferred the cold months and the scenery that came with it.
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Post by Amelia on Feb 2, 2019 21:54:07 GMT -6
Her crisp blue eyes settled to the hatchling, who was now slumbering down the edge to the waterfront. A soft whine as she stepped back and looked to the mammalian. A 'please tell me what to do' look in the frightened baby critter. They were so impressionable at this young age, and Amelia wanted to embrace as much as she could. Sarane were magical creatures. She almost felt as though the more time she spent with them, the faster they would grow. Neither way made much difference, but she was eager to see nonetheless. Jackson had grown into an angry fighting machine, and Denny was something special. Her drake were strong and occasionally they would get in their own spat, even as family. She would come home to see a laceration underneath the eye of one, or a small tear in the wing of another. Her broken drake were a lot less unruly, but she still kept them separated from her own fear of unnecessary damage. Her kennel was large, spacious, and warm even in the cold months. An abundance of straw bedding provided the creatures with an area to curl up calmly. All her creatures currently stayed at the kennel, and it was exciting to see how clean it could be kept with the help of her mechanical friend.
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Post by Amelia on Feb 2, 2019 21:59:27 GMT -6
She nudged the baby reptile once again, who grasped against her for warmth. Amelia put her bag down and curled herself up on the shore, wrapping her thick tail around the tiny creature. She stared into the bright blue sky. It was not a cold day for winter, and floated easily above the freezing mark. With her thick coat, she was easily comfortable. Her pets however could not always be the same. "April my dear," the mammalian let out a soft coo, bringing the hatchlings attention towards her. She had spent some time with this hatchling before, but most of it had been back in the mines in her previous form. So the memory didn't bring forth anything exciting. Amelia was in one of her good days, where her mania was spiralling down and basically at a baseline, of course this would be before she would dip into a depression. At either end of the spectrum she was unmanageable, and going out did not present good opportunities. When she was too high, she would make impulsive and poor decisions. Nothing detrimental, but she had an odd haircut for some time. The low end would make it impossible to leave the warmth of her bed, which was not enjoyable either. Her slim time spent in the middle was when she was productive in the best way, where her mind was the clearest.
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Post by Amelia on Feb 2, 2019 22:04:21 GMT -6
Having amnesia, the mammalian couldn't remember that far back. However, a year had passed since this had began and she had begun to form good memories. She relearned her pets, and had the chance to bond again with the ones that were like family. Sandy struggled the most at the beginning, but began to enjoy teaching Amelia the little things the world presented. She would laughed as the large snow leopard would bump into things. Her previous form she was a small dainty woman, and now, although agile, she had a larger figure she had to present to the world. Furniture was rearranged at both the kennel and the house for ease for the creature. Cooking drastically changed, as her diet consisted of primarily meat. She enjoyed it cooked more, but occasionally had devoured something raw in her manic treachery. When she was manic holding herself away from making poor decisions was near to impossible. Her weak willpower forced her to forego events that would drain her bank account, and opt out of bringing cash with her where she went. The past year had not had any training, but it had brought an enjoyable journey of self-discovery.
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