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[Avisowl]

[mango marmalade,,]

[Avisowl]

[Fern17]

Mark owo

[mango marmalade,,]

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[birdbones]

I would like to adopt he second little guy he looks so much like a dragon and he's so cute :3
username: redwolf466
gender male
name: Dragon

[mango marmalade,,]

I would like to adopt he second little guy he looks so much like a dragon and he's so cute :3
username: redwolf466
gender male
name: Dragon

Congrats, he's yours!

[clown-town]

I'm trying out for iguana #6!
username: leafblaziken
gender male
name: Bronze
how they got that crack:One day, the iguana was formed out of bronze, and shaped into its current form. It was then influenced with magic to come alive. But, as the magic was just about to work, the iguana fell off of the altar, where it was placed. It came alive just right as it hit the floor, but its fin was cracked due to the impact.

[eckvanet.]

I'm trying out for iguana #6!
username: Hybrid Winters
gender Male
name: Arron
how they got that crack:
Arron was a rowdy young reptile, always rough-housing with his hatchmates. He'd often end up beating several of his friends-with all being cared for after- but rarely managing to win above all. Once, however, they found themselves by the Upper-Crags, a rocky cliff high above the domain of the bronze clan. It was a common battleground for the hatchlings, each feeling empowered. Hecca, Arron's sister, had first been defeated, tossed lightly away from the fight. But she'd gone too far, now clinging to the rocks by her claws. Arron dashed to her, barely reaching his head over the cliff before the panicked hatchling threw an arm around his neck, arms digging into her brother's fin. He shrieked as she began pulling, herself up. After a sickening crack, Hecca was once more on the cliff and Arron nursing his now-cracked fin with his claws. He whimpered, now gaining the attention of the other hatchmates. They hurried to his side, examining the wound as Hecca sputtered a thousand a apologies. Arron muttered a quick 'I'm fine' before giving them a strained grin, pain still thrumming from the crack. He was brought back to the bronze clan's medicine den after some time of shaky, startled steps. After a long examination, Arron returned to his hatchmates, a solemn, strained grin on his face.
"It-it's permanent," he muttered, eyes low. "But at least I've got a gnarly scar, now!"
Hecca glared at him, concern lacing her voice. "That's not a scar, it's a permanent wound!" She cried, claws waving awkwardly.
The male gazed at her for a few moments, still quite shaky yet a forced calm as well. Arron chuckled at her, shrugging, and returned to his family's den, an uneasy feeling of heights blossoming in his stomach.
The wound never healed, much to his dismay, but he covered it with the foax excitement of 'looking intimidating'.

[mango marmalade,,]

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