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There's something debonair about this brown dragon, and it's not just his hide like glossy mahogany, nor his svelte lines, so long and lean and perfectly proportional. The rakish tilt to his headknobs only accentuates the smug glee characteristic of his wide-spaced eyes; an equally aristocratic precision informs the swept-back line of his neckridges, their leading edges wine-rich as well as regal. Whiskey pools about his exquisite paws with the sheen of bronze, and about the tip of his dapper tail likewise; it also burnishes the fine bones of his wings, though not the mottled parchment of his close-held sails - the latter often tucked close to his shoulders and the flamboyant sweep of his back, not a cape so much as a perfectly tailored coat.