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A Lung dragon in it's juvenile [uncommon] stage! This means that it can explore!



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This ends Nov 26th!

[ethium]

Username: ethium
Name of Dragon: hadwyn
Gender: male
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Hadwyn, of english origin, meaning "war friend: or "friend in war".

long ago, two tribes of man began a fatalistic feud with one another over territory. It resulted in blood shed on both fronts, with no obvious victor. these two tribes continued to fight one another, in consistent battles that grew increasingly more violent that were still considered draws. these battles began to be passed down the generations, generation after generation of both of these tribes continued to slaughter one another.

until one fateful evening,
the battle, was not going well for the northern tribe. of whom had recently been struck by a famine which in turn had induced plague. Their numbers were dwindling, and the south continued to berate them, eager to strike while their age long enemy was weak. It was looking as if the north would finally lose to their southern enemies and the leaders of the tribe had gathered within their tents to discuss strategy. At this point, they were discussing surrender and retreat. a messenger boy, dashed into the tent unannounced, his eyes alight with news yet shared. "there's been action on the front lines!" he shouted wonder in his eyes. motion in the tent stalled and outrage flashed in the commander's eyes. No fighting was to take place, they were on stall. "who incurred this?! are they trying to kill us all?" he growled, but the boy shook his head rapidly dismissing the thought. "no! it's a juvenile lung dragon! he's fighting on our side! the southerners are fleeing like sheep!" shocked, the tent quickly rushed towards the hill that overlooked the battle field. sure enough, a lung dragon bashed the ranks of southerners with great ease. their primitive weapons like toys against the juvenile's might. a mighty cry of wonder and a cheer for the dragon who had surely saved them rose up from the ranks of soldiers and the commanders who watched in awe. When the battle was over, the dragon landed upon the hill, in the presence of the commanders who fell at his feet. The dragon's reason for fighting alongside them that night was unknown but the commanders, once they had reveled in awe, worked the courage to speak to the benevolent creature. "Mighty Juvenile, we thank you, for you have surely saved us."the dragon approached the head commander, who placed a palm upon the creature's forehead.

"May we remember your fighting tonight, and the rescue you provided us. Hadwyn, our friend in war."
with those words a chanting of the name rose to the air, and the great lung juvenile lifted off and disappeared into the night.
[438 words ]

[cocogerber13]

Username: cocogerber13
Name of Dragon: Venteux - French; windswept
Gender: Agender (can be altered if necessary)
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A cloud of frosty air rose in front of Gladis’ face as she exhaled her first breath upon reaching the peak of the mountain. The trek began before dawn, the journey a rite of passage into adulthood in her community’s tradition. This challenge is what would prove that she had the necessary skills to become an adventurer, something valued in both her village and her heart.

Despite the midday sun above and the piles of furs decorating her back, the chill of the altitude was starting to numb her face and ears. Had it not been for the excitement of what was to come Gladis might have started heading back right then. Snow crunched underfoot as she stepped forward to the edge, raising a hand to shield her eyes as she scanned the horizon. This was where young adventurers would choose their new destination, but before Gladis could even begin of thinking of her decision, she heard a yawn behind her.

She looked back, stiffening at the sight of a dragon’s body moving in waves like a banner in the wind. Gladis’ shock was temporary, as the beast lounged in levitation with the curiosity and laziness of a cat. The look upon its face was enough to bring a smile to the teenager’s chapped lips. “Serpent of the air, you have ridden the breeze to more lands in your wyrm years than I shall have in my entire lifetime. Where do you suggest I travel?”

A frosty breath was huffed out the creature’s nostrils as it drifted with a gale past the human- only stilling it’s head when it had pointed towards the ocean.

🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊

Blurred vision watched the darkening sky from the front deck of Gladis’ very own ship, her body littered with markings of a long, exciting life. When a strip of grey crossed her sight she at first thought it a string of her own hair undone, but as her hand lifted to pull it back she looked up to see a grand lung dragon. “You don’t look like you aged a day.” The edges of her eyes crinkled as the woman recognised their ever-present grin. “I am pleased with the path this journey has taken me. All the people I have met, all the places I have seen, I owe to you all those decades ago.” The dragon merely snorted its amusement, their winding body arching and twisting as the gentle seaside winds blew it back and forth. As it drew closer, and then farther away from the boat, its head lowered to press its nose to where a word seemed to have been hand-carved into the hull. It had seen some age.

“That’s a term I heard once at a port, when the boards here were still fresh from the trees. At the time I thought of it as a mindset I wanted myself to have- but I think it’ll suit you much better. I thank you for my life, Venteux.”

(496 words)

[LokisTrick]

Marking! What a beauty!

[Yawning Pup]

possible mark <3

[epilogue]

dropping out, got a lot of stuff to do qwq

[/nyx.]

Username: bmkmb
Name of Dragon: Fluffy
Gender: male
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aaaaRiley shuffled around, unsure of what to do with the baby lung dragon -is that what it was? - in his arms. He was inside the main room, waiting for his brother, Draelyn, to finish whatever he was doing in a different part of the house. Well, he mused, even though the baby dragon was heavy, at least it wasn't a juvenile yet. Those things could get big - really big - and thankfully, the dragon was asleep. Sadly, that was about to change soon.
aaaaThe blue, furry creature shifted in his arms and Riley froze. Please don't wake up, please don't wake up, he begged silently in his mind. His little sister, Linh, was sleeping in her crib only a few feet away and Riley really didn't want to find out what would happen if a possibly untamed dragon woke up in her room. Would it attack?
aaaaThe dragon woke up with a roar - it wasn't a loud roar, mind you, but Linh must've heard it anyways because she started to cry. Riley cursed quietly and set the dragon on the ground to calm down his sister - a bad move since it immediately - to Riley's horror - started climbing up the side of the crib. And since when could lung dragons climb?!
aaaaThe dragon plopped down in the crib and stuffed its muzzle - was it a muzzle? - into Linh's face.
aaaaRiley held his breath.
aaaaLinh giggled.
aaaaGiggled!
aaaa"Fluffy?" she asked, petting the creature's feathers.
aaaa"Yeah. Fluffy," Riley, repeated, too much in shock to really say anything else.
aaaaDraelyn took that moment to walk into the room. Taking a quick glance at the sight going on, he asked, "What happened?"
aaaa"Fluffy," Riley repeated once more. "Linh named our dragon Fluffly."
aaaaAnd so Fluffy it was.

[annie15970]

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[Remini]

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Remini

Name of Dragon:
Lobelia - Goes by Bel

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Female

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There was a spark, a small gleaming flicker of light. That's all it took to destroy her whole world. The loving family she had, and the home she cherished.

No one believed her, of course. She couldn't speak, couldn't explain that it had happened at night as they slept, and by the time she awoke it was too late. What is fire to a hibernating dragon, after all. Her humans weren't so lucky. Of course, she was to blame, who else? Who would believe they hid a dragon from the time she was an abandoned wyrmling to a juvenile without a single person noticing?

No, she was a random beast that was found in the ruins of a house burned to a crisp by a single spark caused by lighting during a storm. It struck so hard and so fast, her humans didn't have time to escape. One was even huddled at her side, possibly trying to wake her. She loved her humans, oh so much. They were her pride and joy, her family.

And now they were gone and she was cast from the only home she ever knew. Her claws dug into the ashes, as the villagers flung pitchforks and torches at her. "Monster! Demon! Murderer!" They screamed, and she flinched from the most horrendous words she had ever heard a human utter.

She flickered her tail, horrified. She lept into the sky, a light blue aura surrounded her to keep her afloat. She was a monsterous light in the sky, a glimmering beast.

She stayed near her home, too sheltered to even know how to be a dragon. She stole cattle and sheep from the nearby farms, her humans used to buy them and breed them for her. She knew no other source of prey. She barely knew how to hunt, it took her months to get used to it. She was fearful of the humans and struck only at night, sometimes encountering young adult humans and teenagers who would shout in terror at her sight.

She wanted to leave but didn't know how or where to go, and the thought of encountering more dangerous dragons or humans clouded her reason with fear and despair.

Her original name was Serenity, affectionately dubbed so by her humans when she was young. Now she was the menace of the village, nicknamed Lobelia after a poisonous flower close to the village. When ingested the flower caused nausea and vomiting, and could fatally harm children. It was a decorative plant, it was used to dress up shops and gardens but everyone knew of it's danger. Glorious and beautiful, but deadly. Just like they thought she was.

The villagers would tell their children not to go out at night, or the dragon Lobelia would eat them or make them deathly ill. She was a myth, the embodiment of evil to those who she once lived amongst peacefully in hiding.

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[Simonpet]

Username: Simonpet
Name of Dragon: Misty
Gender: Male
Where did they get that name? Misty was hatched by an older adventurer who had wanted a dragon in order to provide for his family, as having a dragon would make exploring much easier. When the dragon hatched, the adventurer let his young daughter (only 6 years old at the time) name it. She chose the name "Misty" because the wyrmling's body and fur reminded her of mist. As Misty grew older, he seemed to grow into the name because his colors continued to mimic fog more closely and his favorite game was curling around "his" humans and covering their eyes.

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