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''The Army Green Egg looks like it has had about enough of the internal war that is raging inside its shell. With one great 'humph' and bang, this olive and brown egg splits clean down the side as a stalemate between the two sides is drawn. As the rest of the egg crumbles, a figure emerges from the aftermath, one of awkward beauty and large gorgeous eyes. And simple as that, the Make Love Not War Brown has made his way into this world. | ''The Army Green Egg looks like it has had about enough of the internal war that is raging inside its shell. With one great 'humph' and bang, this olive and brown egg splits clean down the side as a stalemate between the two sides is drawn. As the rest of the egg crumbles, a figure emerges from the aftermath, one of awkward beauty and large gorgeous eyes. And simple as that, the Make Love Not War Brown has made his way into this world. | ||
| − | + | ==Make Love Not War Brown Dragonet == | |
Long and awkward, this gawky brown nevertheless exudes confidence. He's not beautiful, not by half, but his sheer presence more than makes up for his blunt snout and knobbly profile. Gorgeous eyes bring character to his face, despite the long neck, narrow chest and lean hips that he is likely not to shed. His wings are perhaps his finest feature. Thin, delicate sails are veined with traces of dark brown woodsmoke, fragile wingbones and forestay tips suitable for the most subtle of movements. Overall, his hide is a deep chestnut, darkening in ridge hollows and down skeletal limbs. There is something about him - a polished savoir faire that just screams his chutzpah to the world. | Long and awkward, this gawky brown nevertheless exudes confidence. He's not beautiful, not by half, but his sheer presence more than makes up for his blunt snout and knobbly profile. Gorgeous eyes bring character to his face, despite the long neck, narrow chest and lean hips that he is likely not to shed. His wings are perhaps his finest feature. Thin, delicate sails are veined with traces of dark brown woodsmoke, fragile wingbones and forestay tips suitable for the most subtle of movements. Overall, his hide is a deep chestnut, darkening in ridge hollows and down skeletal limbs. There is something about him - a polished savoir faire that just screams his chutzpah to the world. | ||
Revision as of 18:47, 20 November 2015
| Make Love Not War Brown Enjath | |
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| Impressee | C'ael |
| Hatching Date: | 20 April, 2007 |
| Dam: | Niyath |
| Sire: | Soldreth |
| Lineage: | Here |
| Clutch: | Clutch:20 |
The Army Green Egg looks like it has had about enough of the internal war that is raging inside its shell. With one great 'humph' and bang, this olive and brown egg splits clean down the side as a stalemate between the two sides is drawn. As the rest of the egg crumbles, a figure emerges from the aftermath, one of awkward beauty and large gorgeous eyes. And simple as that, the Make Love Not War Brown has made his way into this world.
Make Love Not War Brown Dragonet
Long and awkward, this gawky brown nevertheless exudes confidence. He's not beautiful, not by half, but his sheer presence more than makes up for his blunt snout and knobbly profile. Gorgeous eyes bring character to his face, despite the long neck, narrow chest and lean hips that he is likely not to shed. His wings are perhaps his finest feature. Thin, delicate sails are veined with traces of dark brown woodsmoke, fragile wingbones and forestay tips suitable for the most subtle of movements. Overall, his hide is a deep chestnut, darkening in ridge hollows and down skeletal limbs. There is something about him - a polished savoir faire that just screams his chutzpah to the world.
Public Impression Message
Movements more confident with every step, the Make Love Not War Brown makes his way over to the last group of candidates more determined, now than ever to find the one he is looking for. He moves quickly as his large eyes give each and every female that he passes the once over. Stopping at one particular group, the brown cocks his head, giving a giggling female a long look over. However, it is the pale platinum haired boy that stands adjacent that his eyes lock onto, and just like that the Make Love Not War Brown has found his lifemate in Caeleb.
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