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Owner:	Rarek
Character Name:	Rarek
Species:	Dragon
Gender:	Male
Pred/Prey:	Predator
Preferences:	Scale of 0 - 5 Predator: 5 Prey: 0 Violence/Blood: 5 Macro/Micro: 5 Stretchy: 0 Digestion: 5 Pain: 5 Yiff: 5 Magic: 5
Description:	BACKSTORY FOLLOWS==SKIP IF NOT INTERESTED Aaron woke up suddenly one morning, unfolding himself slowly and painfully from the pavement by the Dumpster where he had slept the night before. “Augh, that kills...fucking abusive foster parents it’s all their fault.” Jumping as he hears police sirens closing in to haul his skinny sixteen-year old butt off to Juvy, and ultimately back to his foster dickheads, he tucks his jacket closer to his scrawny form and begins booking into the nearby woods, dodging trees and undergrowth until, panting, he stops by the edge of an open field, across which he could see a cabin in the distance. However, clouds started piling up threateningly overhead, and rain begins to fall, accompanies by flashes of lightning and cracks of thunder. Sighing disconsolately, Aaron takes a look back over his shoulder and begins jogging across the plain as tendrils of lightning shoot down all around him, oddly without accompanying thunder. Rather than stop to wonder, Aaron continues on his way across. He had almost crossed the entire breadth of the field when suddenly—KRA-BOOM!!! Aaron was struck by a massive bolt of lightning, picking him up and dumping him clear across the field. As Aaron lost consciousness, he could have sworn he heard a heavenly voice chant, “The lion is the king of beasts, / but he doesn't own the sky. / He's but a pauper in compare / to a scaled myth that can fly.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ ~Uhhh ..what happened .to me ? Why can’t I move ?~ Aaron slowly wakes up, and looks around, wondering why his eyes refuse to focus properly, and why there appears to be a lump protruding from his mouth. Aaron yeeps when it finally registers that the protrusion is in fact his mouth. Aaron decides to run a mental inventory of his body parts. ~Let’s see arms, check; legs, check; tail, check; wings, ch—waiiit a second I shouldn’t have wings /or/ a tail, let alone both!~ Opening his eyes, Aaron stares at his body in shock: his head is mounted upon a long, sinuous neck, connected to a wide, powerful chest, on the back of which sits a pair of large, leathery wings, seemingly moving of their own will. His torso is mounted upon four thick legs, the back two of which can support Aaron’s entire weight if he so desired. And in back, a long, whiplike tail protrudes, lashing vigorously back and forth. As if on instinct, Aaron rears back and roars to the sky while declaring, ~MY NAME IS RAREK!!!~ Having said this, Aaron(now Rarek) lifts up into the night sky, leaving behind only battered soil and blowing leaves as a testament to his existence. And the forest erases those traces effortlessly ==Abilities== First and foremost, Rarek is a red dragon. He can shift between full dragon and anthro at will. He is also an alchemist, like Minimike, but with a difference: he has seen the Gate of Truth, so he can perform alchemy without a circle.