The Perfect Organism Green Xenoth

Impressee: Cha'kel

Name: Xenoth
Pronounciation: ZEE-noth
Colour: Green
Hex Colour Code: E4F336 2E312A
Hatching: Gold Femaith x Bronze Efiemth, Late Autumn P8 T20
Final Size: 27' length, wingspan of 45'


Mini Biograpgy:
From the moment she hatches there's something, well… unsettling about Xenoth. She goes beyond 'lean' and straight into skeletal with long, knobby limbs, knife-like talons, and prominent ribs under her slick hide. The way she walks with an ungainly hunch, her spine visible beneath her neck ridges, really doesn't do her any favors, either. At all. In fact, Xenoth takes great pleasure in slinking around, slithering through the shadows and terrifying anyone unfortunate enough to cross her path. The shape of her head is equally unflattering, long and oblong with beady eyes and a twitching, snarling mouth. Her hide is a dark green edging towards black and shimmers like wet slime no matter how frequently she's bathed, save for her wing membranes - they're an acidic yellow-green that's really no more pleasant to look at than the rest of her. Unfortunately, any scars she earns will end up the same color, leaving Xenoth crisscrossed with sickly green lines the older she gets.

Any hopes that Xenoth might be more pleasant in personality than in appearance are quickly dashed upon spending any length of time with her. She's a vicious thing, delighting in hunting and ripping her prey into tiny pieces, and she views humans in much the same way she views herdbeasts; useful cattle for the continued functioning of her species. Her rider is, of course, excluded from this view but as far as she's concerned, he's more like a dragon anyway. Xenoth holds tight to the dragon hierarchy. The Weyr functions on a caste system and everyone belongs in their natural place - she is unwaveringly loyal to Solaria's queens to the point of blind fanaticism. Pain and exhaustion mean little to Xenoth and the only things that can stop her from carrying out an assigned task are new orders from either her rider or a gold.

Mating Flights for this green are a dangerous affair, full of snapping jaws and rending talons. She has little affection for her mates and hasn't a single care for who catches her and who ends up bleeding out in the process. It's potentially a fortunate thing for everyone involved that she doesn't rise very often at all.

Inspiration: Xenomorphs from the Alien franchise
Dragon Credit: Shelacula

Egg Name: The Devouring Egg
Egg Description: Small but squat, this particular egg might not look like much compared to some of its siblings but it has a way drawing attention regardless. Most of the shell is covered in a leafy, verdant green that fades into mottled purple towards the base. Petal-shaped spots in a similar purple-red and trimmed in faint yellow drape down over the top like claws cradling the egg while dark, creeping veins crawl up from the bottom. It’s not an overall pleasant first impression but there’s something about the way the colors catch the light or the subtle, fragrant scent that lingers around the egg that draws attention regardless.
Egg Feeling/Emotions: Don’t you want a closer look? You should really come take a closer look… Yes, closer still… Just sit here and linger for a while, resting beside this wonderful egg. There’s nothing that requires your attention quite like this, of that you can be sure! The longer you stay, the worse you’ll start to feel though – it will manifest first as a burning sensation in whatever body part happens to be touching the shell and will spread slowly, like it’s creeping acid over the skin.
Egg Inspiration: Purple Pitcher Plant Flower
Egg Credit: Shelacula

Dam: Gold Femaith (Phyrra)
Sire: Bronze Efiemth (T'than)

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