Akirakearôzi
Last Details | |
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Death Age | 7 years 7 months (Elder) |
Sex | Female |
Personality | Independent |
Breeding Records | |
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Death Age in Rollovers | 182 |
Pups Bred | 14 pups bred |
Looks | |
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Base | Lavender (0.43%) |
Base Genetics | Cool Light II |
Eyes | Brown |
Skin | Dark |
Nose | Lunar |
Claws | Black |
Mutation | None |
Secondary Mutation | None |
Carrier Status | View Report |
Variant | Default |
Markings | |
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Slot 1 | Black Inuit Unders (78%) |
Slot 2 | Doubloon Light Husky (5%) |
Slot 3 | Black Inverted Cross (31%) |
Slot 4 | Wisp Ornate Blotches (43%) |
Slot 5 | None |
Slot 6 | Biform Wild Stripes (43%) |
Slot 7 | White Dilution (29%) |
Slot 8 | None |
Slot 9 | None |
Slot 10 | None |
Birth Stats | ||
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Strength | Speed | Agility |
64 | 108 | 116 |
Wisdom | Smarts | Total |
58 | 54 | 400 |
Birth Information | |
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Moon | Third Quarter Moon |
Season | Autumn |
Biome | Desert |
Biography
Akirakearôzi notices you and starts some small talk. They don't seem to care about your responses, instead preferring to hear themselves talk. As they ramble on, they pass something your way without pausing.
Writing On The Wall by Will Stetson
Palaces of silver and gold
Cannot be designed overnight
It's like the saying I've often been told
No matter the cost, do things right
You have to be careful
You have to be diligent
Planning and measuring every detail
Creating is drawling, erasing and drawling again
And I've never been in it for fame or attention
I only work hard so the structures won't fail
And seeing it finished is worth every mora I spend
Within every building made with pride
The architect lives on inside
Shinning paint, a marble heart
That's what makes a work of art
We build and we play
Sculpting dreams out of clay
With the hope that our towers don't fall
That we won't have to see the writing on the wall
The more you work, the higher the stakes
And the bigger the sorrows to drown
Cause one mistake is all it takes for the walls to come crumbling down
You have to ignore them, the echoing voices
That cackle and curse as you toil away
Cover your ears and focus on boxes and lines
And the shadowy figures, they're nothing but shadows
Like ink on a page, they have nothing to say
But maybe, just maybe
They're trying to give me a sign
That in every building made with pride
The architect remains inside
Peeling paint, a heavy heart
That's what makes a work of art
We scream and we pray
Sculpting dreams out of clay
As we try not to look at scrawl
The message of doom, the writing on the wall
Everyday we play this game of chance
Whirling through a desperate dance
Sketching visions in our heads
Just to see them ripped to shreds
This road that we share
Doesn't lead anywhere
But there's nothing an artist can do
When you swing your brush, you have to follow through
Within every building made with pride
The architect is trapped inside
Bleeding paint, a shattered heart
That's what makes a work of art
I'll fight for control
But the "right way" takes a toll
And still, at the end of it all
I can't escape my fate, the writing's on the wall
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: Rayana
: Elu
: Thelxion
: N/A
: Adaena (Adopted)
: Ripley, Vil
: Ourea, Ina, Idya
: Ezekko, Atoyo, Aratak
: Ignik
: N/A
: N/A
: Vanasha
: Uthid
: Ilsadi
: Karst, Ybril, Balahn, Ghaliv(adoptive)
: Fetket, Quinn, Deazel, Lapis, Orla, Lorelai, Kaime, Howler, Lynx, Peri
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