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''Fine lines spread over the Berry Red Egg in a growing network of lines as intricate as any that might be found on masterweavers loom. One pentagon-shaped piece flakes off the shell silently, followed by a muted shower of small shards that crumble off from the top down to reveal the egg’s occupant.'' | ''Fine lines spread over the Berry Red Egg in a growing network of lines as intricate as any that might be found on masterweavers loom. One pentagon-shaped piece flakes off the shell silently, followed by a muted shower of small shards that crumble off from the top down to reveal the egg’s occupant.'' | ||
Latest revision as of 10:04, 21 January 2016
| Smokey Woodfire Brown Wyndroth | |
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| Impressee | R'ian |
| Hatching Date: | 19 July, 1998 |
| Dam: | Lrisseth |
| Sire: | Penath |
| Lineage: | Here |
| Clutch: | Clutch:ftw7 |
Fine lines spread over the Berry Red Egg in a growing network of lines as intricate as any that might be found on masterweavers loom. One pentagon-shaped piece flakes off the shell silently, followed by a muted shower of small shards that crumble off from the top down to reveal the egg's occupant.
Smokey Woodfire Brown Hatchling
Thick waves of smokey slate brown roll up from a blazing, almost red base making this hatchling's hide seem to smolder and burn from within. Each rippling movement of muscle wraps the fiery tongues in seething mercurial patterns beneath his sinewy skin. More long than large, the sharp curves of his body arch like flames reaching from his sharply pointed muzzle to the narrow lash of his tail. He is not a solid, earthy brown but has more of a wildly rakish tilt to the angle of his tapering head, and a gleam in the spin of his jeweled eyes. A creature of the air even while on the ground, his wings reveal his true nature - taut, ethereal spans of grey-brown vapor fueled by the heat of his slender elemental red-brown form.
Public Impression Message
Smokey Woodfire Brown Hatchling croons agreement with the question put forth to him. Of course he knows who he wants - what dragon doesn't. Its all so perfectly obvious. Another slow and deliberate step, another gentle croon to Narian as he lifts up his eyes to the one, the only one for him.
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