Breath Weapon (Fire)

The ability to breathe out a gout of pink fire.

Control Fire (Self)

The ability to control and manipulate fire from his own body.

Flame Aura

The ability to shroud one's entire body in flame.

Verbal Speech

The ability to communicate in spoken words.

In basic physique, Oculocide is a fairly ordinary whorling. His draconic body has a sleek and quadruped shape to it, with a blunt tail that's equal in length to his body, balancing his neck and narrow head. His paws are large and each toe has a thick black claw. Two long black horns grow behind his equally black eyes, pointing down towards the ground as they near their points. A plush mane grows in a line down his spine, from his forehead to his hips.

It's his coloration that makes him wild to look at and earned him his name. His body is swirled all over between a light warm grey and cotton-candy pink, and the pink portions of his hide continually give off equally pink flames, though they can only cause harm if he consciously wills them to. When touched in their non-agitated state, they feel like nothing worse than a warm thermal of air.

For as long as anyone can remember, Oculocide has happily embraced the mannerisms of a particular joke, which is this: Oculocide is a flaming homosexual. No one's sure if it's an act or not because of just how stereotypical it is. Nobody can really be like that outside of jokes, right? But if it's an act, it's one he never lets down -- at least not where anyone has been able to see. His homosexuality, at least, is genuine. He's never, ever been interested in the opposite sex.

Really though, Oculocide is a very sweet and earnest individual. He doesn't get into fights and is always ready to lend a shoulder wherever he thinks it's needed. Since his flames can only hurt someone if he wants them to, Oculocide is also a cuddlebug, as equally inclined to cozy up with one of his 'girlfriends' as he is any other male that happens to swing his way. His best friend in particular is the feline Vegrandis.