Username:
qwertypi303
Dragons Name:
Lilium, the first part of an orange lily's scientific name
Gender:
Female!
Personality:
.:Happy-Go-Lucky:.
Lilium is always cheerful, and usually pretty loud too. She always looks on the bright side of things, and will do anything to make others see the same way. She always treats others with kindness, and her words are carefully chosen.
.:Stubborn:.
Lilium is quite stubborn, and once she has her mind set on it, no one can turn her away. She can get a bit loud and have a few short temper tantrums, but she'll find a way to do whatever she wants to do. She can get wicked serious when doing what she wants to, to the point of running away, creating traps, and misleading others.
.:Athletic:.
Lilium does all that she can to stay fit, and strong, and takes pride in being stronger than others. She works for hours at a time each day to build up her stamina, speed, agility, flexibility, and strength. Of course, her brain is exercised too!
.:Clever:.
One could almost call Lilium sly, if she uses her brain for sinister plots. Of course, Lilium only uses "plots" to cheer others up, and help them along. Lilium studies several hours a day (and night) and keeps herself active.
What would you do with this TCD if you got it:
I've been looking for a good teacup for me, and this one seems perfect. I imagine her as fiery, maybe even short tempered, but still she tries to cheer others up. I would love her, draw her with paper and pencil, sometimes draw her digitally, use her as my "Dragonsona" and finally, put her into a story that I'm writing with all my characters. I'll never be able to get her out of my head! >:U
Short story starring this dragon (600 words maximum):
Lilium stretched her wings and crept out of her nest. It was woven out of grasses, and lined with anything soft Lilium could get her claws on. The morning sun shone on the beads of glittering dew, and Lilium spread out her wings, trying to absorb the sun's heat before the precious time when the "night shift" of the forest, consisting of raccoons, owls, badgers, snakes, and any other creature that took to the night, and the "day shift" consisting of all those who wandered the forest in the sun's light, creatures were all in their dens. The daylight creatures would come out soon, and any straggling night creatures would hurry along to their dens and nests. Lilium warmed herself, flicking her tounge out occasionally to lap up a sparkling bead of dew. It was mostly for fun, because even for teacup dragons, the dewdrops were rather small. Lilium lay down, and pressed her head against the cool, damp earth. Nothing was headed this way at the moment, but Lilium checked the air just to make sure. Only the smells of the night seeping away greeted her nose. Lilium shook herself, then dulled her scales a little bit with some mud, and stuck tail into the air. Right outside her nest entrance was a cluster of orange lilies. Lilium's camoflauge even extended to scent, as she had lived here so long, that she even smelled like orange lilies. During the winter, the flowers on her body "wilted", but spring always brought new buds. The teacup dragons that live around in the forest usually held contests to see who's flowers would bloom first. Of course, those who had plants that stayed colorful all year long couldn't participate, but they could judge. Lilium flicked her wings open, and flew up to the crowns of the trees. She stayed just above the first thick layer of leaves, but below the tops, so she hopefully wouldn't be spotted. Lilium glided from branch to branch, then spread her wings and flew. Lilium rivaled even the apple bloom teacup in climbing and flying skill. Lilium spotted a break in the trees ahead, and swooped down into a clearing. The long yellowish-green grass protected her from watching eyes, and there, Lilium joined her friends. The day was spent swooping through the grass, enjoying the sun and having the occasional dirtball fight. They also compared flowers, as the flowers showed how healthy the dragon was. Lilium sighed when the day was over. She wished that all days could be like this, but her nest was calling her weary limbs, and Lilium thought no more.
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Dragons Name:
Lilium, the first part of an orange lily's scientific name
Gender:
Female!
Personality:
.:Happy-Go-Lucky:.
Lilium is always cheerful, and usually pretty loud too. She always looks on the bright side of things, and will do anything to make others see the same way. She always treats others with kindness, and her words are carefully chosen.
.:Stubborn:.
Lilium is quite stubborn, and once she has her mind set on it, no one can turn her away. She can get a bit loud and have a few short temper tantrums, but she'll find a way to do whatever she wants to do. She can get wicked serious when doing what she wants to, to the point of running away, creating traps, and misleading others.
.:Athletic:.
Lilium does all that she can to stay fit, and strong, and takes pride in being stronger than others. She works for hours at a time each day to build up her stamina, speed, agility, flexibility, and strength. Of course, her brain is exercised too!
.:Clever:.
One could almost call Lilium sly, if she uses her brain for sinister plots. Of course, Lilium only uses "plots" to cheer others up, and help them along. Lilium studies several hours a day (and night) and keeps herself active.
What would you do with this TCD if you got it:
I've been looking for a good teacup for me, and this one seems perfect. I imagine her as fiery, maybe even short tempered, but still she tries to cheer others up. I would love her, draw her with paper and pencil, sometimes draw her digitally, use her as my "Dragonsona" and finally, put her into a story that I'm writing with all my characters. I'll never be able to get her out of my head! >:U
Short story starring this dragon (600 words maximum):
Lilium stretched her wings and crept out of her nest. It was woven out of grasses, and lined with anything soft Lilium could get her claws on. The morning sun shone on the beads of glittering dew, and Lilium spread out her wings, trying to absorb the sun's heat before the precious time when the "night shift" of the forest, consisting of raccoons, owls, badgers, snakes, and any other creature that took to the night, and the "day shift" consisting of all those who wandered the forest in the sun's light, creatures were all in their dens. The daylight creatures would come out soon, and any straggling night creatures would hurry along to their dens and nests. Lilium warmed herself, flicking her tounge out occasionally to lap up a sparkling bead of dew. It was mostly for fun, because even for teacup dragons, the dewdrops were rather small. Lilium lay down, and pressed her head against the cool, damp earth. Nothing was headed this way at the moment, but Lilium checked the air just to make sure. Only the smells of the night seeping away greeted her nose. Lilium shook herself, then dulled her scales a little bit with some mud, and stuck tail into the air. Right outside her nest entrance was a cluster of orange lilies. Lilium's camoflauge even extended to scent, as she had lived here so long, that she even smelled like orange lilies. During the winter, the flowers on her body "wilted", but spring always brought new buds. The teacup dragons that live around in the forest usually held contests to see who's flowers would bloom first. Of course, those who had plants that stayed colorful all year long couldn't participate, but they could judge. Lilium flicked her wings open, and flew up to the crowns of the trees. She stayed just above the first thick layer of leaves, but below the tops, so she hopefully wouldn't be spotted. Lilium glided from branch to branch, then spread her wings and flew. Lilium rivaled even the apple bloom teacup in climbing and flying skill. Lilium spotted a break in the trees ahead, and swooped down into a clearing. The long yellowish-green grass protected her from watching eyes, and there, Lilium joined her friends. The day was spent swooping through the grass, enjoying the sun and having the occasional dirtball fight. They also compared flowers, as the flowers showed how healthy the dragon was. Lilium sighed when the day was over. She wished that all days could be like this, but her nest was calling her weary limbs, and Lilium thought no more.
