[vindhov]

Judging is now over.

This little dragons flowers may be a lot smaller than the original flowers it's trying to hide in, but it still manage to hide very well.
It folds in it's wings and stick it's tail up near other flowers to disapear in it's surroundings.

This dragon is based on this flower: http://metrobloggen.se/metrobloggen/med ... intIMG.jpg

Congratulations to мαєƒℓσωєя who is the new owner of this Teacup Dragon!
I loved the story and thought it was really cute and suiting.

Username: Maeflower, but some call me Mae. I used to be Antlers, and before that, GinnyW3, but I think Maeflower is my best username yet!

Dragon's name: I would call him Blitz. I think it's a name full of...how should I put it...spark. And when I look at this Teacup, with his bright blue eyes and swishy tail, that's what I think of - spark. He's got flare, and Blitz is flare!

Gender: male, of course. Something tells me not enough male Teacups are being made - at least, in my opinion. Plus, his quirky antlers are male-looking to me.

Personality: Blitz is something of an eccentric. Unlike most Teacups, he's quite talkative and loves chatting with the worms in his flower patch, though they hardly understand him. In the morning, he'll be seen gossiping with sparrows that perch on the birdhouse that's directly in the middle of his hyacinthes. Blitz is also quite into gardening, of all things - hardly a day passes that he isn't seen turning the damp soil with his talons, flapping his wings to cool his blossoms, even plucking of dead leaves with his sharp pointed antlers. Occasionally he'll go on a bit of detour to the compost heap, where he'll dig out some worms to carry back to his flowers. As Blitz says, "a garden can't be happy, without a nice colony of worms!" The other teacups think he's a tad...unusual, and they're quite right, but Blitz could hardly care less.

To tell the truth, Blitz isn't all that friendly with other dragons. Especially ones that lurk in weeds, he'll chase them out of his garden roaring with fury! He's okay with the dragons that lurk in trees, as they're often quite friendly to him, even if they are a bit patronizing (do they think he's a hatchling gone mad?), but the other ground dragons - mainly ones like rose dragons, who always seem a bit arrogant about their blooms to him - he tries to avoid.


Short story starring this dragon (maximum 600 words):

Blitz snorted himself awake, a bit of dandelion fluff tickling his nostrils. He sneezed, then blinked his wide sky-blue eyes open as he watched the sun rise over his garden. Ah, it was to be a good day today! He could already see the wide expanse of air above him was just as turquoise as his irises, and not a cloud in sight! The air was damp and a bit too cool for Blitz, but he could sense warmth in the breeze and knew it would soon bring sunshine. Sunshine and the smell of summer! Making the purring hush-hush noise Blitz made when he was happy, the purple-bellied dragon trotted off through his blooms.

Blitz was careful in his gardening. A quick turn of the warm soil with his paws (claws carefully sheathed), a pluck of a dead or dying blossom, and of course, a bit of dew-water he dripped onto the delicate roots of his thick-leaved beauties. The perfume of the hyacinth was similar to celery in flavor, and Blitz breathed it in like it was medicine of the healthiest type. Carefully tending to his flowers as the sun began to climb the clouds, the little dragon didn’t notice the feathery creature that had flown up behind him. The pumpkin-breasted robin landed softly in the tended soil and began to peck, peck peck, seeking the pink worms that were its sustenance. After a few minutes of this, though, Blitz began to hear the digging noises of the fool bird behind him. With a growl worthy of a tiger…well, maybe a house cat…he whirled around just as the robin tugged a juicy critter out of the ground.

“Hey! Hey you! You darn birds, thinking you can just barge on in here - DROP THAT WORM!”

Startled by the snippy yips of an angry teacup dragon, the robin had fluttered off, a poor little worm still in its beak. But Blitz was not to be stopped there - he spread his bright-stained wings and soared up behind the terrified bird (even though it was three times his size). Blitz, growling and making odd chirping noises, swooshed past the robin and plucked the worm out of its beak. Then the hyacinth dragon glided down into his garden patch again.

Blitz gently tucked his worm back into the soil. “There you go, little invertebrate. No more big mean birds’ll hurt you! Go make Papa Blitz some nice dirt.”

Blitz turned and blinked at the robin, which had settled in a nearby apple tree. “That’ll teach you to mess with the Blitz-dragon,” he muttered.

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430 words out of 600.

[stoatkiss]

Username: tiedye7

It's not much, but it's all mine.
Dragons name: Cynthia

I got the name from the flower she's based on: hyacinth.
Gender: female

I can't see her as any other gender!
Personality: |SHY||NURTURING||SWEET|

Cynthia is very shy and she doesn't like to be stared at. She hates being the center of attention and she will avoid the spotlight if at all possible.
Short story starring this dragon:

WIP

[slurm]

Gerbilfuzz
Hello there! My username is Gerbilfuzz, most call me Gerbil. Some other nicknames I have are Gerbs, Fuzzy, Fuzz, and Tomato. On other websites I may be seen with the username Jerboa, Gerbil, or Lo-pop.
I love gerbils, they are my second favorite animals (Cats are my favorite animal and will always be though) and absolutely adorable. I own two gerbils, a sapphire (light grey) names Sasha and a ruby-eyed-white named Millie. This explains the "Gerbil" part of my username.
As for "fuzz", I didn't want my username to just be Gerbil, it actually is a bit boring just to have a one-word username. Some other things I like are waffles, blue, pears, swimming but none of those go with gerbil. I decided I like fuzzy things, but instead of Gerbilfuzzy, erase the "zy" and there you have it, me, Gerbilfuzz.
I first used the username Gerbilfuzz when I created my minecraft account. It took a whuile to think of it, while thinking of it I considered my very first username ever "luvpuppydog" and my warrior name "Ashleap".


Sprite
Ah yes, my favorite drink! But why name a dragon sprite? Well, I think of saprite as "green" and this dragon has quit a bit of green on her. It's a cool name too!
I sometimes like to call my little Spirte Spritz, I think it's a cute nickname.


Female, I never would make anything with purple on it male. Purple is the color of royalty as I have heard and kings used to wear it but I see i as quit a feminine color, plus I prefer female characters to males as it is easier for me to use then since I myself am a girl.


Quiet, shy, stubborn, friend, soft-hearted.
Quiet:
Sprite isn't very talkative, she really likes company of other Teacup Dragons but she doesn't really have much to say, she can get a little worried that she will say the wrong thing or someone will be mean or make fun of her for saying her opinion.

Shy:
Although Sprite loves company she always think she'll do soomethiing wrong. When Sprite was younger she didn't care what she did or what others thought until one day she was singing and playing with her friends, when they left two bigger Teacup Dragons walked up to her, made fun of her, said mean things to and about her, and began to spread rumors about her. She cried for hours each day the next week and felt miserable were she lived until she was old enough to go leave, and live on her own. She went far away to escape those bullies and rumors, although there are still unkind Dragons now that she is careful she seems to go each day without hurtful comments.

Stubborn:
Sprite has found some trying to decieve her by promising things, she trys to prove that just because she is shy doesn't make her stupid and had become stubborn and strong-willed. She has actually transformed from a small dragon trying to be noticed as little as possible to a screeching beast locked in a fight. She usually is not that easily angered though, she just stays stubborn. Soemtimes just ignoring another Teacup Dragon after saying her opinion she has found to work. She sometimes find it a little funny how frusterated to other dragon can get when she ignores them.

Friend:
Often she isn't noticed. Imagine yourself a Teacup dragon, you walk into a clearing, everyone is your friend, or someone you know but there is one dragon that you don't really like and another you don't know but is lingering at the edge of the clearing, obviously not someone who would challenge you, you think. You walk up to the Teacup Dragon you don't really like and start to bully her because you bored. Suddenly you feel a sharp,m hard blow in the back of your head and yell in anger and pain. You turn around and see a very angry dragon standing over you, you don't reconize this red-faced dragon as the shy, quiet dragon you saw earlier and quickly run away hopeing your friends didn't see. Sprite will do anything for a close friend as she doesn't have many.

Soft-hearted
In a house full of mice swift, skilled Sprite could easily catch one with a upside down bucket but could never hurt one, she would carry it to a nearby park and release it into the wild. Although she will fiercly protect herself, her friends, and her family she couldn't hurt anyone seriously, she never hurts anyone so that they are not capable of running from her. Say you about to step on a insect or spider, she would get very upset and possible, if she was quick enough save it from you.


Breeze blew through the grass; Sprite woke up, unfolded her wings and lifted her head up, blinking a few times. She gulped down a quick breakfast of flower petals and grasses and then flew up into the sky.
Sprite glided between trees, darting by their leaves and then glided gently down, landing gracefully beside a stream. She bent down to sip the fresh, cool water when a silver flash caught her eyes, she hopped back into a clump of grass, startled and then inched forward, looking into the water. A few more silver forms glided through the water, minnows! Sprite though. She made her way toward a large, smooth rock that went a little into the stream, heated by the sun. This is where she often came, a nice place to relax, one of the few places she felt truly safe. Sprite stretched out on the rock letting the warmth sink into her limbs and sighed, relaxing. She hung her head above the stream watching the minnows dart about, she felt happy and the air seemed filled with peace.
Sprite had lay on the rock for about an hour when she remembered she needed to get things done. She sat up and immediately flew up into the air. She needed to collect food for tomorrow. Sprite continued flying until she came upon a field of corn, she remembered it’s sweet crunch and gather and armful of it.
Sprite carried the corn back, along with some dandelions she had found on the way and stored them in her nest, a thick clump of grass formed into a sphere shaped nest lined with soft hay and a slight dent dug into the earth were she stored food every day. Sprite picked a large leaf from an oak tree and placed it on the ground laying her corn on it and dandelion greens. She took the dandelion flowers and tore then apart, eating them then to fill her empty stomach.
The next day Sprite’s mother and father flew in for a visit and they enjoyed a delicious meal, talking together about recent events and sharing stories they had heard from others. Sprite showed her parents around the area she now lived and her parents gave her a present to help her remember then now that she had moves away. Wrapped in a long, silky fern from the forest in which her parent lived Sprite found a silver chain necklace with a small Purple Hyacinths charm hanging from in. Sprite smiled and happily thanked her parents then placed the necklace gently around her neck.

Words: 430/600

[bsktcase]

Username:~Sandkit~

Dragons name:Cypripedium reginae

Gender:Female

Personality:WIP at school <3

Short story starring this dragon (maximum 600 words):Wip at school <3

[Naira]

Username:
Wollfy

Dragons name:
Aylling

Gender:
Female

Personality:
She is the sweetest thing on earth which expresses only kindness, cheerfulness love and everything you sense when, smelling the fresh flower's lovely scent

Short story starring this dragon (maximum 600 words):
She was born in the spring, when flowers start to grow. Actually she was born from the love around the place, which the flowers sense. When she was born, she was shy and pretty little. When she grew up older she started to realize, the real amazing world around her.
As that happened, she decided to spread the love, between the people with a relation ship. She was just the Teacup Dragon Cupid! And still is...her story goes on.

[susie.]

I would love to make a form but I just can't think of anything good cause I've been having terrible writers block and just idea block in general si I bid thee lucky to who ever wins him/her

[owls-in-october]

Username: Maeflower, but some call me Mae. I used to be Antlers, and before that, GinnyW3, but I think Maeflower is my best username yet!

Dragon's name: I would call him Blitz. I think it's a name full of...how should I put it...spark. And when I look at this Teacup, with his bright blue eyes and swishy tail, that's what I think of - spark. He's got flare, and Blitz is flare!

Gender: male, of course. Something tells me not enough male Teacups are being made - at least, in my opinion. Plus, his quirky antlers are male-looking to me.

Personality: Blitz is something of an eccentric. Unlike most Teacups, he's quite talkative and loves chatting with the worms in his flower patch, though they hardly understand him. In the morning, he'll be seen gossiping with sparrows that perch on the birdhouse that's directly in the middle of his hyacinthes. Blitz is also quite into gardening, of all things - hardly a day passes that he isn't seen turning the damp soil with his talons, flapping his wings to cool his blossoms, even plucking of dead leaves with his sharp pointed antlers. Occasionally he'll go on a bit of detour to the compost heap, where he'll dig out some worms to carry back to his flowers. As Blitz says, "a garden can't be happy, without a nice colony of worms!" The other teacups think he's a tad...unusual, and they're quite right, but Blitz could hardly care less.

To tell the truth, Blitz isn't all that friendly with other dragons. Especially ones that lurk in weeds, he'll chase them out of his garden roaring with fury! He's okay with the dragons that lurk in trees, as they're often quite friendly to him, even if they are a bit patronizing (do they think he's a hatchling gone mad?), but the other ground dragons - mainly ones like rose dragons, who always seem a bit arrogant about their blooms to him - he tries to avoid.


Short story starring this dragon (maximum 600 words):

Blitz snorted himself awake, a bit of dandelion fluff tickling his nostrils. He sneezed, then blinked his wide sky-blue eyes open as he watched the sun rise over his garden. Ah, it was to be a good day today! He could already see the wide expanse of air above him was just as turquoise as his irises, and not a cloud in sight! The air was damp and a bit too cool for Blitz, but he could sense warmth in the breeze and knew it would soon bring sunshine. Sunshine and the smell of summer! Making the purring hush-hush noise Blitz made when he was happy, the purple-bellied dragon trotted off through his blooms.

Blitz was careful in his gardening. A quick turn of the warm soil with his paws (claws carefully sheathed), a pluck of a dead or dying blossom, and of course, a bit of dew-water he dripped onto the delicate roots of his thick-leaved beauties. The perfume of the hyacinth was similar to celery in flavor, and Blitz breathed it in like it was medicine of the healthiest type. Carefully tending to his flowers as the sun began to climb the clouds, the little dragon didn’t notice the feathery creature that had flown up behind him. The pumpkin-breasted robin landed softly in the tended soil and began to peck, peck peck, seeking the pink worms that were its sustenance. After a few minutes of this, though, Blitz began to hear the digging noises of the fool bird behind him. With a growl worthy of a tiger…well, maybe a house cat…he whirled around just as the robin tugged a juicy critter out of the ground.

“Hey! Hey you! You darn birds, thinking you can just barge on in here - DROP THAT WORM!”

Startled by the snippy yips of an angry teacup dragon, the robin had fluttered off, a poor little worm still in its beak. But Blitz was not to be stopped there - he spread his bright-stained wings and soared up behind the terrified bird (even though it was three times his size). Blitz, growling and making odd chirping noises, swooshed past the robin and plucked the worm out of its beak. Then the hyacinth dragon glided down into his garden patch again.

Blitz gently tucked his worm back into the soil. “There you go, little invertebrate. No more big mean birds’ll hurt you! Go make Papa Blitz some nice dirt.”

Blitz turned and blinked at the robin, which had settled in a nearby apple tree. “That’ll teach you to mess with the Blitz-dragon,” he muttered.

~~~~

430 words out of 600.

[owls-in-october]

OK, I've finished my form! It looks good.

[opti-mism]

Username:
.o p t i m i s m.

Dragons name:
Maua
It's a short and simple name, when said quickly can sound snappish and fierce.
The origin of the name is Swahili, with a translation of Flower.

Gender:
Female is all I can see her as being, with her beautiful purple hyacinthus flowers.

Personality:
Maua is a confident TD, who isn't afraid to speak her mind in any sense. At first, she comes off a bit strong, and in an initial sense, is a fireball. She isn't timid in any sense, and holds her head high in just about any situation.
But, like any creature throughout the lands, she has her weak spots. Maua is afraid of losing those she is closest to, and is absolutely terrified of fire. Just a mere hint of a spark or a tiny flicker can make her stand rigid, and turn her to a wiggling pile of jelly.
WIP

Short story starring this dragon (maximum 600 words):

[owls-in-october]

Yay, I won! *Dances 'round in circles*