[LostHope]

What is a WFD?
A Winter Fluff Dragon, or WFD, is a small breed of arctic dragon. They have extremely thick fur to help them keep warm. They have large claws on their front paws, used for digging through the frozen dirt and ice. They have short legs, keeping them low to the ground, but also making them relatively slow runners. They are carnivorous creatures, often preying on small animals, such as hares and mice, though they do love fish. This is good, as they have webbed paws used for swimming. They are slightly smaller than wolves, a short stub of a tail used for balance, but small to keep blood flow at the core. They breathe through four nostrils, which cool the air as it's leaving, and warms the air as it's entering. They can open and close them, holding their breath in the frigid waters. They also have large ears to hear the high pitched sounds they make to communicate with one another. It's so high that even dogs cannot hear it. While they have other vocals to warn of larger predators, they mainly remain silent. They give live birth to one pup every breeding season.

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[Jenny Penny]

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[azhdarchid]

Username: Tala2121
Name: Kestrel (it has kestrel-ish markings)
Gender: Female
How did you find it?: I was hiking up in the mountains one day, and I saw this beautiful creature hunting mice. The mice ran under ground and she stomped her foot. That's when I remembered I had a tuna sandwich in my backpack (I don't know why, I hate tuna), so I took the tuna sandwich out of my backpack, held it out infront of me, and slowly crept towards her. She flattened her ears and shifted her feet, but she didn't run. She took the tuna sandwich and ate it, then apparently decided I was nice, and started to follow me on my way down the mountain.

[SilverBell90]

Username: SilverBell90
Name: Hawken
Gender: Male
How did you find it?: It was while the locals of an Artic tundra where giving me a tour of the land on horse back that I spotted a tuft of fluffy fur moving around in the thin vegetation. The men offered to kill it for me and give me the skin when they saw my interest in it. I shook my head and moved closer to it. The poor dragon had no mother and being as young as he was, would probably not survive long without her. So I took him with me back to my own cabin, feeding him the foods that locals said had been stolen by the breed. He grew to like human contact, and soon I took him with me on my journey back to the old house.