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[/fancypost] She was getting used to this...boat. That was what it was, right? Yes, boat. She'd been reading a lot from a library she found ( oh, how she loved libraries ), and was putting names to things like everyone else. This was a boat, and some of these furry things were cats, and dogs, and she was just learning all these new things. It was great.
Today she had snaked out of the library holding a bag full of books she would read later, crawling right up to the deck and settling there, curling up to relax. The water was calm and the sun was setting, reflecting a beautiful orange hue across the surface.
[color=#0147FA]GENERAL:[align=left]
▪ Lydia
▪ Asexual panromantic
▪ Unknown age / thousands of years old mentally
▪ technically part of RiverClan
▪ Speaks through telepathy
[color=#0147FA]POWERS:
▪ telepathy
▪ flower prints
[color=#0147FA]PHYSICAL:
▪ large dark blue dragon
▪ glowing white eyes
▪ no pupils
▪ no scars
[color=#0147FA]PERSONALITY:
▪ calm, quiet, and collected
▪ curious
▪ fiercely protective
▪ enjoys older novels
▪ intelligent
▪ soft spot for children
[color=#0147FA]INTERACTION:
▪ extreme difficulty
▪ will not attack until provoked
▪ no kill
▪ no maim
▪ attack in #0147FA