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Real Name: She is a dragon, so she doesn’t have one. (I doubt animals; even mythical ones name their offspring)

Alias: Pyro (that title was given to her by the first human, who was a prostitute, she ate. The poor woman had called her a pyromaniac before being frozen and ripped to pieces. She herself doesn’t think of herself as Pyro, but she knows, kind of like dogs do, that when ever someone says Pyro, they’re referring to her)

Age: 2 years, not counting her 20,000 (give or take a few thousand years) year hibernation (She was born in the last Ice Age)

Species: Mountain Dragon (only more… unreal/magical. Ex- she has the potential to learn human speech. [link] ) The mountain dragons were hunted to extinction (as far as we know, Malchior anyone?) in the medieval ages. That was the age when Pyro’s mother was killed.

Powers: She can fly, breath ice fire, (her fire ‘burns’ ice and snow, but freezes anything else. She is a sub-species of Mountain dragon that evolved in the ice age, her cousins that lived in warmer climates breath hot red fire, like Malchior) and shape shift (she can hardly shape shift and her forms are imperfect, stray wings and tails poking out everywhere)

Appearance: Pyro’s eyes have two colors in each of her pupils, violet and lavender. In her dragon form, she has black scales, and the inside of her wings are ice blue, the tip of her tail is ablaze with blue ice fire. In her human form she has short silver/gray hair with tan skin. Her tail, horns and tail remain visible, but can vary in size.

Dragon- [link]

Human- [link] , [link]

Her earliest design, don't like it too much- [link]

History: Pyro was hatched/born 20,000 years ago at the end of the more recent ice age. On modern day Iceland, she and her mother thrived until the ice started to melt, and their food sources started to dwindle. When food is scarce, the dragons (or at least in my version) will hibernate in ice caverns they ‘burned’ deep into the glaciers, to wait out the foodless seasons. They can hibernate for years, if needed, relying on the sun to melt they ice and wake them. (When the ice is thin enough, the sun will shine through and wake them. Don’t you just hate when that happens?) Pyro and her mother hunkered down in their cave and slept. But during the middle ages, the sun melted part of her mother’s chamber. Awake, her mother left to hunt, finding many different species of food flocking about. Unfortunately, she made the mistake of slaughtering the livestock of Viking village. The warrior people followed her mother and slew her. Unnoticed by the Vikings and still buried deep in the ice, Pyro slept, unaware of her new statues as an orphan. Years passed, and at last, the sun reached Pryo’s deep chamber within the caverns. Once awake, the young dragon did was all babies do, she called for her mother. Pyro is only a fledgling, at the age 7 she will be sexually mature and leave her mother, but for now, her needs her mother. Hearing no reply she ventured out of the cave. What she saw was not the familiar landscape of endless white; instead she spied odd gray rectangular, hundreds of them, Pyro’s first human city. Starving, but still determined to find her missing mother, she flew to the city limits. She spotted many long skinny tan things, waking about on two legs. Keeping hidden, she waited till nightfall. At a corner of the odd rectangles, Pyro chose her first meal in years. A young prostitute with short brown hair, fair skin and short showy cloths and pink zigzagging tattoos on each of her arms. The young woman never knew what hit her, only seeing blue flames before being flash frozen. She however managed to screamed about the ‘damned pyromaniacs that followed her around’ before Pyro leaped hungrily upon the frozen body. Crunching on the sour and bony body and filling her empty stomach she wondered about the word the woman had screamed. It was Pyro-something… the curiosity of the word was soon banished from her mind though. After a month of flying about the northern hemisphere, and being shot at and attacked, Pyro took the form of the prostitute, only the colors of the woman were all wrong, instead of brown hair, it was silver and instead of pale fair skin Pyro had tan skin. Even though she tried to blend by turning into human form, she shouldn’t have bothered; no human had a long black tail ablaze with blue flame and a pair of black and blue wings. She traveled from city to city till she came to Silver city. 7 months after her awakening, she finally found the familiar scent of sweet fern tickling her senses. The scent originated from Silver City. She decided to stay, marking her newfound territory, eating its citizens and collecting the beautiful shiny objects scattered about. Every so often, she tracks the scent of fern, but never could pinpoint the sources of the smell.

Personality: Naïve and innocent, she relies on her instincts to survive. This strange new world filled with humans confuses her greatly; she misses her mother and will cling to anything that reminds her of her mother. (Like the scent of fern, her mother smelt of sweet ferns) Is obsessed with shiny things, treasure and all that. (You know, like in the story Beowulf, dragons love treasure… or at lease she does. ) She’s not evil, but not good either. So, she’s… neutral? An Anti-hero? Don’t know… but she causes the Titans a lot of trouble. (Unintentionally)

Hobbies: Do dragons have hobbies? Well, she enjoys swimming in ice cold water, it reminds her of the glaciers she grew up in. She hates loud notices and savors every silent moment; which is rare ever since she moved to Silver City. She collects and/or steals anything shiny like glass, jewelry, light bulbs, etc.

Other: Pyro’s only a fledgling, but already the size of a horse. She doesn’t speak human, although having been in the human era for 7 months; she picked up bits and pieces of the language. The only word she knows by heart is ‘DRAGON’ since everywhere she goes, the people shout that word at her. She kind of got it that ‘dragon’ refers to her. Her human form is of the first human she ever saw, and umm… ate. She decided early on that humans taste sour and are too bony, but if she’s desperate, like she was the first week after she awoke, she will become a man-eater. Since she’s only a baby, she is frightened easily, and causes mass chaos and destruction everywhere she goes. (Which gets her in trouble with the Titans.)
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I'm in love with her pose, heh..

BTW- Pyro can't produce fire from her hands, but she can breath it onto her hands and she can hold it and throw it. It doesn't freeze her, just like the flame on her tail doesn't freeze her tail. Her body has anti-freeze in it.

Description
Real Name: She is a dragon, so she doesn’t have one. (I doubt animals; even mythical ones name their offspring)

Alias: Pyro (that title was given to her by the first human, who was a prostitute, she ate. The poor woman had called her a pyromaniac before being frozen and ripped to pieces. She herself doesn’t think of herself as Pyro, but she knows, kind of like dogs do, that when ever someone says Pyro, they’re referring to her)

Age: 2 years, not counting her 20,000 (give or take a few thousand years) year hibernation (She was born in the last Ice Age)

Species: Mountain Dragon (only more… unreal/magical. Ex- she has the potential to learn human speech. [link] ) The mountain dragons were hunted to extinction (as far as we know, Malchior anyone?) in the medieval ages. That was the age when Pyro’s mother was killed.

Powers: She can fly, breath ice fire, (her fire ‘burns’ ice and snow, but freezes anything else. She is a sub-species of Mountain dragon that evolved in the ice age, her cousins that lived in warmer climates breath hot red fire, like Malchior) and shape shift (she can hardly shape shift and her forms are imperfect, stray wings and tails poking out everywhere)

Appearance: Pyro’s eyes have two colors in each of her pupils, violet and lavender. In her dragon form, she has black scales, and the inside of her wings are ice blue, the tip of her tail is ablaze with blue ice fire. In her human form she has short silver/gray hair with tan skin. Her tail, horns and tail remain visible, but can vary in size.

Dragon- [link]

Human- [link] , [link]

Her earliest design, don't like it too much- [link]

History: Pyro was hatched/born 20,000 years ago at the end of the more recent ice age. On modern day Iceland, she and her mother thrived until the ice started to melt, and their food sources started to dwindle. When food is scarce, the dragons (or at least in my version) will hibernate in ice caverns they ‘burned’ deep into the glaciers, to wait out the foodless seasons. They can hibernate for years, if needed, relying on the sun to melt they ice and wake them. (When the ice is thin enough, the sun will shine through and wake them. Don’t you just hate when that happens?) Pyro and her mother hunkered down in their cave and slept. But during the middle ages, the sun melted part of her mother’s chamber. Awake, her mother left to hunt, finding many different species of food flocking about. Unfortunately, she made the mistake of slaughtering the livestock of Viking village. The warrior people followed her mother and slew her. Unnoticed by the Vikings and still buried deep in the ice, Pyro slept, unaware of her new statues as an orphan. Years passed, and at last, the sun reached Pryo’s deep chamber within the caverns. Once awake, the young dragon did was all babies do, she called for her mother. Pyro is only a fledgling, at the age 7 she will be sexually mature and leave her mother, but for now, her needs her mother. Hearing no reply she ventured out of the cave. What she saw was not the familiar landscape of endless white; instead she spied odd gray rectangular, hundreds of them, Pyro’s first human city. Starving, but still determined to find her missing mother, she flew to the city limits. She spotted many long skinny tan things, waking about on two legs. Keeping hidden, she waited till nightfall. At a corner of the odd rectangles, Pyro chose her first meal in years. A young prostitute with short brown hair, fair skin and short showy cloths and pink zigzagging tattoos on each of her arms. The young woman never knew what hit her, only seeing blue flames before being flash frozen. She however managed to screamed about the ‘damned pyromaniacs that followed her around’ before Pyro leaped hungrily upon the frozen body. Crunching on the sour and bony body and filling her empty stomach she wondered about the word the woman had screamed. It was Pyro-something… the curiosity of the word was soon banished from her mind though. After a month of flying about the northern hemisphere, and being shot at and attacked, Pyro took the form of the prostitute, only the colors of the woman were all wrong, instead of brown hair, it was silver and instead of pale fair skin Pyro had tan skin. Even though she tried to blend by turning into human form, she shouldn’t have bothered; no human had a long black tail ablaze with blue flame and a pair of black and blue wings. She traveled from city to city till she came to Silver city. 7 months after her awakening, she finally found the familiar scent of sweet fern tickling her senses. The scent originated from Silver City. She decided to stay, marking her newfound territory, eating its citizens and collecting the beautiful shiny objects scattered about. Every so often, she tracks the scent of fern, but never could pinpoint the sources of the smell.

Personality: Naïve and innocent, she relies on her instincts to survive. This strange new world filled with humans confuses her greatly; she misses her mother and will cling to anything that reminds her of her mother. (Like the scent of fern, her mother smelt of sweet ferns) Is obsessed with shiny things, treasure and all that. (You know, like in the story Beowulf, dragons love treasure… or at lease she does. ) She’s not evil, but not good either. So, she’s… neutral? An Anti-hero? Don’t know… but she causes the Titans a lot of trouble. (Unintentionally)

Hobbies: Do dragons have hobbies? Well, she enjoys swimming in ice cold water, it reminds her of the glaciers she grew up in. She hates loud notices and savors every silent moment; which is rare ever since she moved to Silver City. She collects and/or steals anything shiny like glass, jewelry, light bulbs, etc.

Other: Pyro’s only a fledgling, but already the size of a horse. She doesn’t speak human, although having been in the human era for 7 months; she picked up bits and pieces of the language. The only word she knows by heart is ‘DRAGON’ since everywhere she goes, the people shout that word at her. She kind of got it that ‘dragon’ refers to her. Her human form is of the first human she ever saw, and umm… ate. She decided early on that humans taste sour and are too bony, but if she’s desperate, like she was the first week after she awoke, she will become a man-eater. Since she’s only a baby, she is frightened easily, and causes mass chaos and destruction everywhere she goes. (Which gets her in trouble with the Titans.)
~~

I'm in love with her pose, heh..

BTW- Pyro can't produce fire from her hands, but she can breath it onto her hands and she can hold it and throw it. It doesn't freeze her, just like the flame on her tail doesn't freeze her tail. Her body has anti-freeze in it.