Izyndyl
Description
Ringlets mark the otherwise unmarred hide of the flit, inscribing their circles down and across. Whirling, prismatic eyes glow with a radiance only this lizzen could possibly possess. Strong, angular eyeridges accent the curvy head and muzzle, framing those luminous eyes to perfection. Light, almost glowing hide coats the muzzle, following until the base of the long, strong, sinewy neck where it is abruptly invaded by dark shades, embers against the light, carefree shades of the flit's head. Dusky shades continue down the lithe body, blending, fusing with the purest of colors, the purest, undisturbed color. That tranquil hue continues down the 'lizards legs, rippling with the complex muscles which reside beneath it. The tinted hide continues, uninterrupted by the usual ringlets that so characterize the lizzen. Gleaming claws refract the light, bouncing it about as if it were a playtoy and, in their perfect destructiveness, lend a certain flare to the firelizard's ambiance. Chunky, angular wings jut up at such an angle as they interrupt the undisturbed, flowing lines of the flit. Matching the wings to the utmost, the tail flows out of the back of the flitter, continuing the ringlet patterns and the goupie flowing of the rest of the 'lizard, yet still breaking it sufficiently due to the far too angular spade tipping the deep coloured tail.
Just as wavey as the rest of her, black and blue cascade down to form something close to the shape of a mountain that is High Reaches. Intertwined and not even /clashing/ with that lovely emerald is the gold and brown of the bakercraft, intricately painted despite it's rather shakey nature into something akin to the knot of an Assistant Head Cook.
Hmmm. No. Get me outta here!
