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Pink Kriminelth
Kriminelth is not a beauty. When her hide dries what could have been mistaken as a dull foolishly tiny red will indeed be a pink. Her hide is a muted muddy red in color with pink undertones and next to her size the only obvious hint that she is indeed a pink is her face and tail. An almost near neon pink splashes over her nose cruelly curving under her lower lip up into an almost macabre smile a spot of the same pink on her left jaw. Her headknobs bare the same pink in color.
She will never be considered beautiful. Even though she will lack an appetite her form comes off as stocky her core more filled out then any female's should. Her head is more wedge shaped than curved and her tail is nearly twice as long as it should be. She will trip over this till she's an adult and even then it's going to be cumbersome.
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Personality
Kriminelth is an old soul in a tiny, odd body. She is sage like, the little 'man' on the mountain top you go to for answers. The matyr you praise and love. Or so she'd like you believe anyway. Truthfully she lacks very little in self esteem and when any where near her other pink siblings she will withdraw and tend to try and hide. Compared to them after all, and she will compare herself to them always, she is not beautiful nor worthy of your attention.
Surprisingly as much as she cringes at her own appearance(she will refuse to look in reflective surfaces nor take compliments for some time), she's entirely fearless when it comes to others safety. The tiny ball of pink will force herself into a situation where someone might be getting hurt or end up hurt careless of her own safety. She has an almost other worldly sense that leads her to the wounded or sad. She is the shoulder to cry on even for people that are not her bonded. She has to fix people and comfort them. While she herself will never have her own children she has the motherly instinct of someone a purple's size. She will adopt anything that she deems needy of her attention. From small animals to humans. They will all be her children and called such from the day they fall under her wings.
This of course also leads to her Lifemate finding things like toads, crawlies and tunnel snake babies hidden on the dragon couch. "But Mine, they had hurt. I had to fix their hurts."
Information Provided at Hatching
Verbatim
Image
Kriminelth
pronunciation
KREE-mee-nelth
hex code
431e22 [-DF38C7]
gender
Female
birthday
Third month of Spring, 2499
color
Pink
size
16ft
voice
unspecified .
Appearance
Kriminelth is not a beauty. When her hide dries what could have been mistaken as a dull foolishly tiny red will indeed be a pink. Her hide is a muted muddy red in color with pink undertones and next to her size the only obvious hint that she is indeed a pink is her face and tail. An almost near neon pink splashes over her nose cruelly curving under her lower lip up into an almost macabre smile a spot of the same pink on her left jaw. Her headknobs bare the same pink in color.
She will never be considered beautiful. Even though she will lack an appetite her form comes off as stocky her core more filled out then any female's should. Her head is more wedge shaped than curved and her tail is nearly twice as long as it should be. She will trip over this till she's an adult and even then it's going to be cumbersome.
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Personality
Kriminelth is an old soul in a tiny, odd body. She is sage like, the little 'man' on the mountain top you go to for answers. The matyr you praise and love. Or so she'd like you believe anyway. Truthfully she lacks very little in self esteem and when any where near her other pink siblings she will withdraw and tend to try and hide. Compared to them after all, and she will compare herself to them always, she is not beautiful nor worthy of your attention.
Surprisingly as much as she cringes at her own appearance(she will refuse to look in reflective surfaces nor take compliments for some time), she's entirely fearless when it comes to others safety. The tiny ball of pink will force herself into a situation where someone might be getting hurt or end up hurt careless of her own safety. She has an almost other worldly sense that leads her to the wounded or sad. She is the shoulder to cry on even for people that are not her bonded. She has to fix people and comfort them. While she herself will never have her own children she has the motherly instinct of someone a purple's size. She will adopt anything that she deems needy of her attention. From small animals to humans. They will all be her children and called such from the day they fall under her wings.
This of course also leads to her Lifemate finding things like toads, crawlies and tunnel snake babies hidden on the dragon couch. "But Mine, they had hurt. I had to fix their hurts."
