When I was young, my species, the Accipitracanths, meaning Hawk Of Thorns, were sent underground by humans, after a thousand years, History forgot us. After a while, it started to get very cramped in that hole, so my species sent squads of IV, thinking that we might over take them. I thought I was lucky, to be chosen and sent out to fight the humans, when they saw us, they called, the... Poolece? I don't know, when the... poolece came, the killed, every one they could find, but they couldn't find me! I ran, and hid away in the forest. Of course, I got so bored, I started breathing, fire. Some trees caught fire, but, I didn't care! Then, more humans came, spraying water at the fire, one person managed to take a picture of me running into the forest, later, I met a cloud, he wore a scarf. Then, I met a shadow, both magical races, like me.
As I said earlier, I am magic,
so I have abilities,
they are,
Abilities/Powers
1.Fire Breathing,
2.Conjure my current weapon.
Weakness
My weakness is,
The shins, no one can withstand being kicked in the shins.
And stubbed toes.