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Sarai


Rounded muzzle lifts in a regal pose, quite above the station of a silly little green. Cunningly, she has everyone fooled. Nostrils flare as they search for any tell tale signs of her sweet prey, something that, if spotted, will send her into a most unroyal frenzy. Wings of bright kerry green cling to her side, being a little longer than usual, they tend to get in her way otherwise-though they do lend her extra speed in flight. Large for a green, she pads along on chubby little legs, though muscular. She prefers to cuddle in a nice warm lap or a spot of sun than do something that actually requires that she expend energy. An affectionate humming accompanies the contented shades of her irridescent eyes;she couldn't be happier if her humanpet wore candy perfume.

A simple criss cross of purple and white traverse her spine, little spaces left so that her own peridot hide shows through and showing her to be a Healer's flit, residing at Keroon.


Sarai isn't really the most agreeable flit around. Where one would bound off to deliver a message, she would wait until you /shooed/ her. She's extremely lazy and thusly is a tad...overweight and less likely to do your bidding on the first go. She also think she's queen of the universe and, until Raelyn came along to keep her in place, she walked all over Altair and Xylion, the only thing keeping Altair in his place at her own status the fact that he was about a turn her senior. She too, however, obeys Zara's commands, even in extenuating circumstances, through many nights of long drill. She doesn't ask questions even if the job isn't exactly /speedy/.


"G'won! Get outta here! Go back!"