Rest in Peace Brown Sruth
| Rest in Peace Brown Sruth | |
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| Impressee | Sria |
| Hatching Date: | 2nd December, 2001 |
| Dam: | Jenryth |
| Sire: | Dzurath |
| Lineage: | Here |
| Clutch: | Clutch:hrw17 |
Quiescent Zarabanda Egg
The Quiescent Zarabanda Egg doesn't seem to exist on the hatching sands any longer. In it's place is a dashingly handsome Brown dragonet.
Rest in Peace Brown
Shocking darkness roams like moonlit loam across this small and lithe brown hatchling. Ripples of muscle move beneath his flawless hide making it look less than smooth and gifting him with a menacing sort of strength. Yet there is more to him that this, a certain intensity that beguiles his outward morose appearance. It could be the shocking splash of crimson across his breast. The color itself isn't too intense, more like readily drying blood that is slowly being absorbed by the soil around it. But that isn't the only place that carmine colors make their appearance. The area around his front talons seems to be bathed in a rich vermilion that leaks vein-like into obsidian talons. Around his maw the brown becomes flushed with russet. Yet what else is there beyond this to set him apart and make him unique? The way his neck ridges pale from the dark loam to a creamy tan at the very tip is someplace to start. Sharply angled wings sweep back and are just a bit too long, so they trail along with his tail. The coloring of his wings even darker so that they are almost a shade of ebony except when light shines through the sails. Then there is another surprise as they fade from brown to dark maroon. And his tail, that same dark soil as the rest of him, sweeps out behind him. Curling and winding in graceful movements, almost hypnotic in the way it moves.
Public Impression Message
Rest in Peace Brown pauses before one terrified candidate and watches them closely. Then, seemingly out of simple enjoyment at the reaction, snaps at them. But then he pulls his head back and lifts it high, something catching his gaze by the golden clutchmate. A soft sound, not a hiss, not a growl, but more a curious *Rooee?* And he starts forward at a much faster pace. In fact, he almost seems like he is going for a running leap at a candidate standing near to the Winds of Spring Serenade Gold's new lifemate. And then he does leap, wings going wide, as if he was trying to take off. Instead they just flutter like a long, leathery coat with two tails behind him as he lands and then tumbles into his chosen mate. The one that bears a resemblance to the gold's chosen one.
The attention of the Rest in Peace Brown seems to be entirely trained upon a girl with elegant eyebrows and shadowy blonde hair as he gazes into her face.
| Clutch hrw17 | |
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