Greetings. This profile is one of a lurker, one who keeps a keen eye out for certain things he has a strong taste for, and reads stories voraciously.

Disregard the art: it is old, from another time. 

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I am a dragon, through and through; though I have neglected any visual art of myself for years, I do have a definite form:

An anthro dragon of human proportions, body covered in fine, glossy red scales that glint and shine. Black stripes cut through the rich red color down my back and on the top of my limbs, the dark ebony coloration simply bringing out the glossy sheen of the scale armor all the more. Down my front, broad scutes spread across my neck and chest, flowing like a river from chin to undertail, their shape following the contours of my lithe form. My tail would flick back and forth as my muzzle softened in a smile, a long tongue and small drakelike fangs hidden under those scaly lips. Golden eyes gaze up keenly from under scaled brows, feral-like slitted pupils staring out. Behind my head, a pair of short black horns curve back and down, just above where my angular ears sit, twitching and softly pinned back. My hands and feet are equipped with a set of dark claws for each. 

Despite having the heritage of the dangerous and powerful beasts that dragons are, you'll find me to not be so harsh, for this red and black dragon is rather warm and friendly, often playful, and more than a little snuggly. I don't bite (usually) and I do not mind meeting people, even though I don't come across as being astoundingly active in this account. But if you do decide to reach out and poke me for some reason, I will definitely respond. :}