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Description

Personality
She's become a bit harsh.
Equipment
none really.
History
Came to Gambit's in search of a home and, finding none, raised herself.
Sna'othi skittered into the bar, letting loose a small stream of fire as she searched for somewhere to hide. Not long after she entered, a huge cat (huge in her point of view) ran in after her, hot on her tail.
Sna'othi skittered into the bar, letting loose a small stream of fire as she searched for somewhere to hide. Not long after she entered, a huge cat (huge in her point of view) ran in after her, hot on her tail.
Squeaks loudly as the cat scratches her tail, skittering away under a table and chair, the cat following. The dragon, but a baby, was not yet old enough to fly and so couldn't get away.
Sna'othi skittered into the bar, letting loose a small stream of fire as she searched for somewhere to hide. Not long after she entered, a huge cat (huge in her point of view) ran in after her, hot on her tail.
Squeaks loudly as the cat scratches her tail, skittering away under a table and chair, the cat following. The dragon, but a baby, was not yet old enough to fly and so couldn't get away. (reposted in a different color)
Sna'othi skittered over to Gregory's booth, the cat scratching her tail again. She squeaked out, more in pain than anything else. The cat's claws had left a deep cut in her tail.
Sna'othi would have thanked Gregory had she been able to talk, watching as the cat skittered away.
She turned to her saviour and squeaked loudly, holding her tail gently.
Sna'othi scampered onto Gregory's hand, hissing at MurMur as he tried to pull her injured tail.
Sna'othi sneezed in MurMur's direction before licking her tail, squeaking in pain.
Sna'othi sat still so that he could look at her tail, head tilted to look at Silverwind.
Sna'othi slowly walked over to Silverwind, purring quietly.
Sna'othi tilted her head as she looked at Gregory, quite confused as to what rubbing alcohol was.
Sna'othi nodded her head, squeaking in happiness. She moved to curl up in his hands or near him, falling asleep rather quickly.
Sna'othi skittered into the bar, squeaking madly as she tried to find a hiding spot. A rather fat cat scampered in after her, meowing loudly and hissing.
Sna'othi skittered into the bar, squeaking madly as she tried to find a hiding spot. A rather fat cat scampered in after her, meowing loudly and hissing. (font color changed)
Sna'othi squeaked in pain as her previous wound was reopened by the rather mean cat. The poor baby dragon scampered under several tables, before making it behind the bar counter. The cat skittered after her, trying to claw her again.
Sna'othi squeaked again, skittering into a cabinet. The cat collided with the door and closed it, clawing the doors in an attempt to get to the cat. It, the cat, hadn't yet seen HellShine.
Sna'othi was startled as she was picked up. She squeaked as her injured tail got squished. The baby dragon struggled in HellShine's arms, trying to get away. She was confused.
The cat mreowed as it sauntered towards the door, disappointed.
Sna'othi poofs and disappears
Sna'othi skittered into the bar, squeaking loudly. Her tail was badly injured from a cat that had decided to try and catch her and eat her. Squeaking loudly again, she skittered under a table and several chairs, away from the approaching cat.
Sna'othi Michi quietly looked between the two, ears twitching.
Walker curiously wondered if she would see Dimitri at all today as she curled up in her booth, petting her tail.
Sna'othi squeaked loudly as she ducked under Anabella's booth, and ran back out, the large cat (to the baby dragon) following hot on her tails. She squeak-whimpered as the cat scratched her already injured tail, making it bleed more.