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Bran watched in quiet awe for a moment, kind of shocked she was able to do that, and even more shocked that the enormous dragon just made another series of groans and huffs and sank back into the water where he had been pushed. Like a moody teenager. Speedy almost shot another look towards the water but was immediately distracted when Bran reached inside his cloak. Rhu trilled affectionately at Speedy as she looked over at him, cocking his head a little, raptor-like. Before he followed her ov...

Bran sighed as he wandered a little aimlessly across the water bank. He had a book in his hand, claws pressing frustratedly into the pages as he reread the same sentence twice. It made no sense. This whole book was in a totally different language, but he understood bits. He’d bought it off of a traveler that passed through his ranch a couple days ago, and had only recently had the chance to actually leave and try and find the wood detailed inside. Or.. at least look for...

After a minute, he let out another questioning noise before remembering that talking was a thing. "What do...no..w? What do now? No...nono...What do...I? do...now?" He stared down at the cave floor, eyebrows turning downwards in a display of perhaps anger? Trying to figure out how to say what he was trying to say but closer to how Hecate would have said it. He was trying his best, he really was but it was starting to get on his nerves. "What do we do now," Hecate smiled, moving to walk...

Hecate blinked at the improvement, half wondering if she talked more to this... well. Special nephew of hers perhaps she could make a normal dragon of him yet. Being around their parents, one only occasionally speaking in one word sentences and the other only talking when he had to talk about territory or fighting probably didn't encourage him to learn much. Maybe this Hatchling would be her project for a time. "You collect it," she stated carefully, and very eloquently, making ...

The morning was bright and the sky was clear when Hecate finally pulled herself up from her morning soak and narrowed her eyes as the distant, more frequently as of late, observer. Well, not of her, she reminded herself - But of her horde. She'd been keeping an eye on the other dragon for months now, and while he never approached her cove - especially having kept his distance after watching her near roast a stranger for even coming close to touching her gold - she couldn't say s...

"Oh?" Magnus crooned, turning to look at the new dragon curiously. No fear in his heart or in his feathers.   He hadn't expected to run into a creature like this at all, no, he'd not expected it in the slightest. He was usually one with the darkness, as strange as that sounded, and while his lantern illuminated this snow white, beady eyed creature easily, he couldn't help but wonder just why had it come so close in the first place?   Or, had he ...

"Mama!"    The sound was faint, but, it resonated with Glasswing, even this far away. Not in a way that made them a particular candidate for father of the year, mind you, but they caused enough of a ruckus that it made him think one solitary thing in his head.    Easy prey.    Slithering and sliding along to see if he could catch any sight of the new creature, he was abruptly put to a stop but a large creature with sona...

It had been a long, treacherous journey thus far into the wilds in search of the peculiar stone tablet.   Magnus' spy network had long since returned with the strange information on its surface, and with his companions by his side, he'd decided to go try and fetch it himself. He'd nothing better to do at  home, in his manor, and the political dance had once again become so boring that he had decided enough was enough - an adventure was needed to clear his head....

Malakai groaned as he watched Grim once away bounce away from the strange new dragon.    They had been camping out in this cold, snowy plain for a while now. This new dog - Ben - seemed to hang around him too, but he didn't seem to mind all that much considering not only was he warm, but he was also pretty good a cooking and picking out the particular gems he came all the way out here to get in the first place.    Amethyst had been what he was...

When Ferdinand had returned to deliver the message of the mighty dragons acceptance of Magnus' gift, the Lord had never been more pleased with him. Which, wasn't exactly hard considering Magnus tended to treat him like dirt beneath his talons, but there wasn't much Ferdi could really do about that.    The flight back up the canyon had been a long and somewhat wobbly one, and Ferdinand didn't fancy much his chances of getting back through that completely unscathed, if...