Tropic

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Tropic enjoys his landscape perhaps most of all.  Tropical breezes meet the bright beaches filled with lush palm trees.  They hang over bright aqua waters, and peace thrives.

Sea birds call in the distance and waves roll in gently.

This serian had no hard time finding his place when Bonded again, and it was easy to let his heart soar here.  Coconuts abounded both in the leafy palms as well as over the white sands.  Dark thick foliage climbed up steep mountains that rose right out of the beach not too far from shore.

This was certainly where he belonged, and though he swam out among the reefs and shoals he did not venture deeper for now.

The crest he wears about his neck hangs loose over his chest, a symbol some creatures of the seas will know. A story he will share, if asked.  It matches the layers of fins that make up his mane and tail, and he strives to douse them frequently in the cool waters.

An April Fools serian he may be, but a more laid back one you may not meet.  He is a but of an old soul, and friend to the very young through the very wise.

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