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Fanfare’s Delight Bronze doesn’t even bother to look at the other male candidates, he just knows where he is going. His purpose and destination were clear in his mind the minute that he got rid of that sharding egg. He pauses in front of a boy, glancing at the companions that are standing beside his chosen one he rumbles softly to them to stop distract the one with the hazel eyes and reddish-brown hair. This is obviously his choice. | Fanfare’s Delight Bronze doesn’t even bother to look at the other male candidates, he just knows where he is going. His purpose and destination were clear in his mind the minute that he got rid of that sharding egg. He pauses in front of a boy, glancing at the companions that are standing beside his chosen one he rumbles softly to them to stop distract the one with the hazel eyes and reddish-brown hair. This is obviously his choice. | ||
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Latest revision as of 03:19, 30 January 2016
| Fanfare's Delight Bronze Zerth | |
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| Impressee | X'tan |
| Hatching Date: | 16 March, 2003 |
| Dam: | Lhiannonth |
| Sire: | Taralyth |
| Lineage: | Here |
| Clutch: | Clutch:hrw19 |
| Egg Credit: | Ceres |
Farviewer Lens Egg
Lhiannonth goes over to crouch near Taralyth, who is examining one of the more recent eggs, crooning softly at him. The exchange is, however, interrupted by yet another egg, the small, whitish egg making a quiet, discreet entrance into the world. Stepping to the side a bit, Lhiannonth allows Taralyth to move it into a place of his choosing, busying herself with scooping another hollow out a few feet away.
While small and easily overlooked, this egg seems to catch the light just right. It seems to have almost no colour of it's own at all, but is rather a bright, shiny white that reflects soft colours. As you gaze at it more intently, the reflected colours disappear and it almost seems you can see right through it, to a far away place.
Glint, glint. The breaking sides of Farview Lens Egg glitter and wink in the light as more and more cracks crawl along the sides, quicker and quicker. Then with an outward shattering, the egg is gone and standing in it's place is an insightful little bronze.
Fanfare's Delight Bronze
Though he's shaded overall a dark, subterranean bronze, sparks of lighter hue are propelled across this leanly muscled dragonet as if from a blazing fire. The initial fanfare highlights almost the entirety of his pointed muzzle in a molten flare, but as it recedes down his limber neck, the light and dark hues swirl about each other in agitated consonance as if seeking resolution; his hide's undertones are muted and soothing, faint hues of jade green and sapphire blue that seem to reach up to the anxious bronze as if trying to draw it down from its frantic swirling. As the lighter shade reaches his long wings and lifts over their tops, excitement takes over entirely, rapidly brightening further as if kissed by the light of the sun. Lacing together like overlapping harmonies, from there the pale hue races to the tip of his long tail, ending abruptly like the silence which follows a log's collapse into the flames.
Public Impression Message
Fanfare's Delight Bronze doesn't even bother to look at the other male candidates, he just knows where he is going. His purpose and destination were clear in his mind the minute that he got rid of that sharding egg. He pauses in front of a boy, glancing at the companions that are standing beside his chosen one he rumbles softly to them to stop distract the one with the hazel eyes and reddish-brown hair. This is obviously his choice.
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