I created a creature in Design Art named E.S.S. Standing for Elemental Snow Snake. The creature has burning wings but the flames go out when she is unconscious or sleeping. She live up in the mountains. We are supposed to create a story along with the creature so here is mine.
Deep in the dreaded Himalayas a serpent, fake the mere mortal human race, curled onto a pile of snow within an ice cavern. Lazily the E.S.S. fell asleep and didn't move as much as a leave on a slight breeze. The snores could be heard from miles down at a Tibetan farmer's farm. He feared the creature's hunting skills. Many times he smelled burning wool coming from the yak field and would find corpses of singed yak lain out delicately. Back up in the ice cave of the sleeping Snow Snake an icicle hung over the perfectly limp body wrapped in her own blazing wings. Suddenly the sharpened tip plunged down on the creature.
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Blood leaked onto the ice rink as she rubbed the blood sodden wing onto the snow imprinted with her sleeping shape. The flame on her wing immediately melted the snow. The wound was turning purple because of the freeze though her wings were on fire she never felt it. Like her snores the tears were heard at the farm. Even though the E.S.S. had slaughtered many members of his herd before, he could not bare to hear a living being be so miserable. Up in the lair of the E.S.S. She was getting terribly hungry and did not know better. She launched her body of the edge of the mountain and for a moment glided before causing an avalanche down the mountain side.
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The E.S.S. whimpered her way to the farm and collapsed meters away from a plump juicy yak. The farmer found the body with the flame less wings. Approaching with much caution he found the serpent and could not stop himself from feeling sorry for the creature. Rushing into the small hut he called home the farmer tore through cabinets and looked everywhere for bandages and ointments to aid the E.S.S. After about 20 minutes he had successfully bandage the E.S.S.'s wounded wing. To the farmers surprise the snow snake immediately recognized what the farmer had done for her and bowed her head respectfully.
What happened after?: The E.S.S. spent the rest of her life as a friend and aid to the farmer. Because the farmer had no family she made great company. The snow snake earned her keep by fetching water when needed and many other ways. The farmer shared what was his with the creature.
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The E.S.S. whimpered her way to the farm and collapsed meters away from a plump juicy yak. The farmer found the body with the flame less wings. Approaching with much caution he found the serpent and could not stop himself from feeling sorry for the creature. Rushing into the small hut he called home the farmer tore through cabinets and looked everywhere for bandages and ointments to aid the E.S.S. After about 20 minutes he had successfully bandage the E.S.S.'s wounded wing. To the farmers surprise the snow snake immediately recognized what the farmer had done for her and bowed her head respectfully.
What happened after?: The E.S.S. spent the rest of her life as a friend and aid to the farmer. Because the farmer had no family she made great company. The snow snake earned her keep by fetching water when needed and many other ways. The farmer shared what was his with the creature.
