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Narrow, narrow, narrow: this tall, birdlike green dragon has a particularity to her, in her bony build and the frosty pine-needled hide that shivers over it, but even more so in the way she carries her head. She might have never truly left some primordial forest, with the way her paws are mossy-soft, her legs wound about with ghostly lines of ivy and low-lying fern, her pinched haunches smudged darker as though her pine's needles had fallen and are settling slowly, slowly back into the wet earth. Her wingsails might seem delicate, pallid and misty as if they'd catch upon the dark thorns of her spine, as though they were seen from between the more solid branches of their spars... but it's not the sails that drag her down. It's the spars after all, the strong branches that betray her, the final two on her left wing fused into one lumplike bone. Deformity touches her tail as well, but here it's aid rather than impediment: shortened but lively with a scorpion's barbed, backward twist.