Welcome

Hello and welcome to Xerion's site. This way is easier to put information for my characters so those of you who come here, I thank you for clicking since some people don't bother. Please remember, you don't know none of this-besides his weight, length, race, and stuff. Not his name. Or orientation.

Rules

1. You do not know his name nor do you know any of his history. This is just here so you know what he looks like and all that.
2. When fighting, do not be a twink, auto-hitter or godmodder. If you do, I'll simply ignore you.
3. Please have 4-5 (or more if you wish :3) when roleplaying with me. Also, please give me something to work with otherwise I will have to think up of something which might take a few minutes since I do multitask.
4. You can not roleplay with me in whispers.
5. Be literate! If I see "u" "b/c" or any of that lazy-chat-speak shit, I will ignore you.
6. I understand if you're tired and your muse or insperation has sparked out. I will give you slack, just tell me and I will understand.
7. It's okay if you do typos. Everyone does them. Even I do. Interesting, eh?

Basics

Name: Xerion
Nickname(s): None.
Age: 6 years. (Canine years. He may be old but he really isn't.)
Gender: Male
Race: Dragon Wolf
Marital Status: None
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Preference?: No.

Appearance

Black smoke bellowed from the snout of the gray and black colored wolf, silver eyes seemed to glow in the darkness while forming behind his semi-fluffy ears are horns shape of a dragon. Its hard material was also black while a silver line swirled around it from the base to the top. Figure was a bit bigger than an average wolf, making his form only seven more inches taller because of the dragon gene in him, if one couldn't find that out in the beginning. Xerion's tail was fluffy, the tip going from gray to black, the same with his paws and underside. The canines on top showed a bit from his mouth while his forelock covered his eyes, its' black and gray tint making his silver eyes appear mysterious.

Abilities

-Jump heights easily. (Like, for instance, jump over a mini cooper. Anything taller-failure.)
-Breathe black fire.

(More to come when my imagination sparks up.)

History

When Xerion first opened his silver eyes, colors blinded him, a whimper coming from him while he moved to the one body closest to him. His father. Shockingly his mother was not around at the time since she had been killed from a fight with another wolf who dared to enter their territory. Xerion's father did not interfere since Xerion had a habit of running away when being told to stay put because of the need to explore. The wolf that his mother fought was none other than her own brother. Not only did he dilly dally upon their territory but had angered her greatly. Acting upon rage did not win her victory. Her own brother had a dislike of dragons saying they were so full of them selves. He had asked her if her pup was born yet and with the fear of him trying to find her only son led her to say that Xerion was not in the world yet.

Xerion's father was angered. He was a [pure] dragon who had been punished for not heeding the head of all dragon's command to not sleep while guarding the ruby egg. Because of the anger and love for his mate, which is so cliche but hey, it's true, he transformed into his dragon form and killed the wolf immediately. Xerion was being watched over by one of his mother's only friend while his father did so, but even though he didn't see what happened, both of them heard the scream of terror when his father tore at the throat of the wolf without mercy.

His father taught him everything he knows while his mother's friend helped along. Although, both of them were shocked when they saw two small lumps behind his ears. Xerion's father soon realised that he could not let his son interact with the other wolves nearby otherwise, they would do who knows what to his son. With a risky decision, he and his son left the land. Xerion had asked where they were going the whole way, which only ended up being yelled at by being an annoyance. A snarl did him good to shut his mouth and be quiet so not to anger his father. They spent their lives exploring, staying here and there and in between this, his father taught him how to cast fire, how to jump at high altitudes that normal wolves couldn't. He even taught him how to fight and catch prey.

Eventually, his father told him that he should walk alone now and be proud that he had a dragon gene in him. Xerion didn't want to leave his only family but his father insisted. Leaving his father, Xerion had come upon several areas but had decided to stop at one place known as TRS [in Furcadia known as The Riding Stables]. Since it was filled with horses, wolves, and mythical creatures [horse related], he decided to stay.

Artwork

Draw Xerion! Even if it's random! Send them to Firestormblkshadwunipeg[at]msn[dot]com or, you can upload them and whisper them to me on Furcadia window and I'll upload it to my own server on here :) Giving you credit of course, with any options if you want your name/website/anything below the thumbnail :3

Identity

I guess you all want to know who exactly I am, eh? I'm a 18 year old girl who is not like others. I didn't just get on here to yiff, I came here to simply roleplay, which I enjoy because it's challenging and it helps me get better with grammar which I am not quite wonderful at yet. I also get on here to meet others around the world. If you're wondering, I have alts as well. They are: Yushiawai, Kuraichi, Z0rr0, Aristen, Salene and many others. I'm under the username Yushiawai at the Furcadian Alt Market. I can also be very nice, despite this character, and sometimes very energetic and crazy. To learn more, just go to the domain that this site is hosted (krescentmoon.net) since this is hosted under my domain on the internet.

Credits

Design & Content © Camille
Brushes - Crap, I forgot where oo;
Image - Google
Programs - Paintshop Pro 8, SmartFTP, & Notepad.