username: Pyro_Kitsu
name: Kaydence Kimora
gender: Female
age: 20
race: X-breed. (Darkness/Ice Dragon Demon)
bio: Two powerful ancient bloodlines flow through my veins. My father, the son of the DarkRyuu Clan, was a powerful warrior. His hair blackest as the blackest night, and yet it shimmered in the moonlight. His eyes were a bright crimson red. As crimson as freshly spilt blood on pure white snow. And my mother, a beautilful and graceful Princess of the GlaciaRyuu Clan. Her hair whiter than the purest snow. Her eyes a piercing glacier blue. Though these two clans would never normal merge the warrior and the Princess fell in love...and hid away far off in the moutains in the sky. There they lived for many many years. They conceived a child. A Cross Breed. Me. When I was only a child my mother and father were found. My father tried to fight them off as he made my mother flee with me. I can remember tears flowing from her cheeks as our home become a small image in the distance. My mother suddenly shot forward. I knelt to her side urging her; begging her to stand up. My mother held me close in her arms. I could her the flapping of large wings beating in the distance. And they were drawing closer. My mother took my hands in hers and placed a necklace in my hand. It was a symbold of a dragon coiled tightly around a clear crystal gem. "As long as you have this...we will be with you. Watching...and protecting you..." I heard her whisper softly. Her breath grew weaker with each passing moment...and the sound of the wings beating in the distance were drawing ever closer. I didnt understand...she was with me now...I wont need a necklace...I'll have you with me... that's all that kept racing through my mind. My mother pulled me closer to her chest and held me tightly. "My little snowflake...be still...with the last of my strength I will save you..." a cool surge washed over my body as I saw my mother transform into her true self for the first and last time... She was a beautiful white color. She glistened like a glacier in the Arctic. Hints of blue/green, aqua, and purple shown on her fine serpant like scales. She was 50x as big as I was...I gazed up at her in awe. That long flowing white hair that I remember resting my head onto....those same piercing and loving blue eyes I had always known looked at me with sadness and love... The last thing I remember is hearing my mothers soft, kind voice in my head,"
I love you"
I awoke somewhere far from my home. I had no idea where I was...or what I was going to do...but...16 years later...here I am...20 years old. I survived...but i dont know how. My grandfather's warriors have not found me yet...my mother has continued to protect me to this day. And this gem...there's something about it that I just dont understand. There is always a black and icey blue haze swirling inside it. This necklace and that memory of that night are all I have left of my mother and father. Except for my mothers
icey white hair and my fathers bright
crimson eyes. 
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