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✦ Runescale | Male [He/Him/His]
✦ n/a age | June 21st
✦ HawkClan— member
✦ CHINESE ALLIGATOR [MAIN] | HEALTH: 100%— Chinese alligator with dove wings (proportionate to body size/width), ~4.8 feet (1.46 meters) in length, about 46 lb. (~20.86 kg.). Wears PALE PINK CROCS on hind legs, kept in neat condition. Wings are WHITE-WINGED DOVE'S, and are larger in order to allow lift and flight. Carries around a case for his CONTRABASS, also kept it in great condition.
— INJURIES none.
✦ ( ENTP-T / NEUTRAL / RAVENCLAW )
— Petty | Types ONLY in caps | Kins self with "unamused emoji"
— Entitled | Clingy | Crocs and Contrabass are treated like family
✦ GREYROCK (npc) X SCALEDBEAST (npc)
— has congenital anosmia
— able to speak some french/spanish, and minimal portuguese
— adopted by no one
— misc relations
✦ best friend(s): coldsteel
✦ single | asexual aromantic | [ 0 ] "maybe" crushes
— ½ of myself squad, ½ of myself squad
✦ misc
— trusts no one
✦ PHYSICALLY/MENTALLY OKAY | ATTACK IN #ffb6c1
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Furious wing-flapping broke the still scene by the Black Sand beaches. A Chinese alligator had awkwardly crawled out of the waters, holding a large black case for his beloved musical instrument. He had placed it carefully down onto the sand, before viciously shaking the water out of his out-of-place looking wings to help dry them out faster. He squinted his eyes against the strong sunlight, but quickly took out his trusty Contrabass. He purred softly in approval, running his sharp claws to pluck at the strings carefully. "New lands~! New sights to see~!" he sang, in tune with the little melody he was playing to himself. "Nothing like getting out of sea~! Ol' Runescale sees another land~!"
He had been quite used to singing wherever he wanted, and that was the way that he intended to keep. However, he had never come into contact with groups since he assumed that this land was empty excluding the dumb animals that crawled around like prey.
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Runescale had been wrapped up in his tune that he did not notice the small (at least, compared to him) feline approach him. Though, it was funny how a rather insignificant animal could slam at him like a train screaming at full force by simply using one word. He quickly packed his Contrabass neatly back into its case but refusing to take his eyes off of Catharsis as if he expected him to lash out again. "M-monster? Me?" stuttered the winged alligator with a huffy tone of voice. His gaze grew hard as he pointed his snout towards the feline. "I'm anything but a monster. Frankly, I think you need to get your eyes checked." Runescale began to beat his wings hard in order to 'stand' upright. There was another funny feature about the Chinese alligator. It wore shoes; pale pink crocs to be specific. It was a bit surprising to see that they were neat and clean, despite Runescale coming out of the sea just a few ago.
"Can a 'monster' speak in multiple languages? I'll have you know that I speak 3 other languages! Est-ce que tu parles francais? Yo tabien hablo espanol, e eu falar um pouco de portugues! Can a 'monster' be well-rehearsed in the beautiful art of music making as well?" Runescale swung back to being on four legs in a seemingly dramatic fashion. "Woe is me! I've landed in front of an animal that doesn't understand my wonderfully, beautiful complex nature!"
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Ah! A new challenger approaches! While Runescale hadn't noticed canine approach by scent, he had moved his eyes at the right time to notice him coming. Like the feline, this one had something to say to his presence, albeit this time it stroked him the right way. The alligator couldn't help but puff out his wings as he basked in the one compliment to his entire ego. "Years of practicing has really turned me into a fine musician. I'll be part of the top 5 real soon, just you see!" Runescale looked around, confused for a second at the mention of "territory". "Do you have signs for your so-called territory? Some of us like signs," he suggested casually, running his claws delicately under his snout. "Of course my name, it's Runescale. It's a rather important-sounding name, I know. I get told often it is."
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"Rrrrr... It's nice to meet you, Catharsis" Runescale didn't know Latin, but he only twitched his tail in irritation. He couldn't be bested by someone he just met. After all, if he included English, he was quadlingual! So what if he could speak a dead tongue anyways? The alligator quickly tried to brush it off as casual as he could. "Uh, yeah! Of course!" he said towards the halo-necked feline. Making it look like you agreed with someone was a very important lesson Runescale had learned during his early days of grasping other languages. It made it look like you understood when it was obvious you didn't.
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It was hard to imagine that an alligator could scrunch up their faces since...they're rather scaly-looking, but Runescale pulled it off. "Well, it's nice meeting you too, Poe," he said calmly before suddenly pulling the canine and feline into a small huddle. "You're the leader of this, HawkClan, is it? Now I don't want you all blabbering to anyone else about this, but in my personal opinion we could use some signs around here." He tapped the end of his snout, right where his nostrils were. "Some of us aren't gifted with something as unimportant as smelling. I know right? Having never been able to smell suddenly ruins your life or whatever." Runescale had kept quiet about the many times where he assumed a pile of dung was some strange formation of mud before he learned that flies buzzing around it means bad. After all, he didn't want to stain what he had going here.
Suddenly a grand idea formed in his head. Allowing some space between himself and the HawkClanners, Runescale fluttered up to his hind legs and struck a rather noble and powerful-looking pose. "Poe!" he announced, voice loud and in charge. "I am willing to stay in order to set up signs for you! That way nobody else accidentally wanders in!" With the scene he was making, it sounded like putting up signs was some life-or-death situation. Though, Runescale was a bit too 'proud' to simply ask to join the Clan. No no no, he needed to give himself some heavenly duty in order to truly prove himself capable to stay within HawkClan.
