Welcome to the Mystery Box!

Intro and more about the magical plushie that helped Impressionante in her first years can be read here

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Stats
Name: Impressionante
Gender: Female
Species: Icarian Drak
Colour: Dawn (Day Variant)
Origin: mystery creatures
Personality: Impressionante is an optimistic, hopeful sort. She always sees the silver lining and if she can find none, she'll gladly push herself to the challenge of creating one. She has a near endless energy when it comes to joy and cheer and she loves to see people, draks (and just anyone) laugh. Though she thrives in happy times, she truly shines when the going gets though.
Abilities:
    * Rapid Language Learning
    * Acid Spit
    * Flight

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Chasing Destiny
Impressionante flexed her wings and arched her tail. Her pastel coloured manes and wingsails drank in the morning air. The soft singing of small songbirds reached her ears. Smiling she opened one eye. The light blinded her for a moment, but she soon got used to the new day.
Stretching her legs and arms and generally doing what she did every morning, Impressionante got up from her bed in the mountain peaks and greeted the new day. After her caretaker had bid her farewell to follow their calling, Impressionante had travelled and looked for her roots. She'd somehow known the planet where her ancestors hailed from and had been able to travel there.
Impressionante had debated joining one of the wild packs or making contact with the humans to add herself to their armada. But she never felt like that was the right way to go. So she'd stayed solitary, watching. She felt very little connection to the other draks. But that changed when a drak appeared with an unusual human on his back. The man looked old but he moved like he had barely lived. And maybe the most troublesome characteristic of the man, or fae she learned later, was that he had a keen eyesight. He spotted her without trouble and did what none other had done.
"Hail there!" he called, "I seem to be a little lost."
Her trepidation didn't last long and Impressionante approached the pair.
"Where do you want to go?"
The man chuckled, "Everywhere and nowhere. Don't worry about it."
"Don't toy with the lass." the plant drak chided, "I won't let you trick her."
"Who says I was planning to?"
"Maybe you weren't, but you definitely thought about it."
"But the lady feels like she does not belong and might want to come live at WindChill."
Something in the words sparked her interest: "WindChill?"
"Follow me there if you want to see it." the plant Drak, who she later learned was called Cucurbita, told her.

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Surprisingly, WindChill had been just what Impressionante needed. It existed on the border between traditional and alien, normal and fantastical. It had become home. With the freedom to venture much further than Icarus had offered. But yet with tethers and roots that her start had lacked. Impressionante was part of the community.
So when she was called to Sunspark's quarters, she did not think much of it. Outside she encountered Alan, one of the human hunters who also lived in the settlement. They greeted each other and waited a few moments until Sunspark invited them inside. The meeting room felt calm and understated. Pale silver walls were accented by jeweltone sheer curtains that held just a hint of sparkle. Indirect lighting gave the place a more magical feel. High ceilings and the broad walkway meant that Impressionante had no problems coming inside and feeling welcome. A large wooden table stood at one end of the room and comfortable chairs stood around it, waiting to be used. Refreshments were on the table and Moonbeam, who was Sunsparkle Reflection's significant other, gave them a smile and a small nod before she exited.
"Thank you for coming." Sunsparkle greeted them.
"Greetings." Alan said.
"It's always good to see you." Impressionante said.
Sunsparkle told them of his plans to grow the community and to create ties to the other fae-drak settlement called Icehearth. WindChill would not be set up as a Castle in the traditional sense of the word. It could not easily be reached but they would at one point need others to help support the settlement. They could not delude themselves that remaining self-sustainable was a possibility. Sunsparkle ended his proposal with:
"So what are your thoughts?"
"I can understand a hunter being sent out to something called a Wyld Hunt, but why me?" Impressionante asked.
It was Alan who answered: "Well, we're hunting draks, who would better understand them than one of their own?"
Impresionante let those words sink. She was indeed a drak, but was she really? She'd not been raised by draks, had not been trained by an elder. But then, who was to say how the Icehearth draks had grown up. Maybe she truly had an advantage.
"Will you go?"
There was only one way to know: "Yes."

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Impressionante waited to start the search. The obsidian spire loomed behind her, the sky dark and foreboding. Hunting at night would be folly. The Wyld Hunt would start at the first light of dawn. Although with her white scaled hide and her dawn-coloured wings, Impressionante could have chosen no better time to hunt.
She figured "Hunt" was a relative term anyway. Any drak unwilling could just fly away from those who hunted them. Forming a Mind Pair was equal parts intuition and reason. Probably with luck in the mix. And Impressionante knew she was lucky. Fate had led her here and she would grasp what it gave her.
Just a few moments more and then, as the first light of the sun brightened the air, Impressionante launched herself. Alan was somewhere below, far slower and more restrained in his possibilities. But she believed that he too would find a partner. He was shrewd after all. So Impressionante focused on her own search and flew to where she felt she needed to go.
She covered quite the distance and landed on a hill with a barren top. After she'd touched down, she noticed the trampled soil and other evidence of a larger being using it. But was it a drak that had made these tracks? There were other large species on Tris'hath.
But Impressionante need not have fretted as in response to ehr landing, a fine specimen of drak entered the clearing. He was as white as she, but furrier with plenty of slightly darker spots that gave him an exotic look. His wings and mane were the purest black. Twin curved horns lent him a regal appearance. And Impressionante knew.
"You are mine."
"As you are mine." Kuraiat answered.

Kuraiat was found during a Wyld Hunt at Icehearth Castle
Impressionante and Kuraiat took up residence at WindChill Castle

Stats
Name: Kuraiat
Gender: Male
Species: Angora Drak
Colour: Stone (Earth Variant)
Origin: Icehearth Castle
Personality: Kuraiat is less impulsive than his partner. He is a stubborn sort who wants to get all the details himself before he makes a decision. He is a hard worker and endears Impressionante for all her exhuberance. He'll gladly support her but will make certain that he keeps her away from danger.
Abilities:
    * Rapid Language Learning
    * Acid Spit
    * Flight

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