Judging is over
This Teacup dragon lives amongst the highest branches in the lemon trees. It hides itself amongst the leaves with only it's tail sticking out to make it look like a flower covered branch.
Based on this tree: http://static.panoramio.com/photos/large/43457675.jpg
Congratulations Poison Wolf who is now the new owner of this Dragon!
Poison Wolf wrote:Username:
Poison Wolf
Dragon's name:
Galin
Created from the combination of the word eagle and lemon. Not sure how I got it, but I think it's suiting.
Gender:
Male
Personality:
Galin is more of a shy dragon. He is easily surprised and startled, and he's timid, sweet, and a bit naive. He's a quick little dragon. He is kind, and always helps anyone he sees. He cares deeply about most things, and he cries easily at death. He has a strange fascination and love for honey bees, using his tail like a lure he brings them close for him to study. He likes flying and being in high places. He absolutely loves climbing trees, and spends most of his day there. He hates walking and swimming. His favorite food is honey, straight from the comb of the bees he loves so much- even if he does get a sting or two on the muzzle.
Short story:
It was a beautiful summer morning. The day dawned slightly cooler, dewy and misty. Little Galin slipped from his nest and began leaping from tree branch to tree branch. He reached the top just in time to watch a glorious sunrise. He smiled to himself. Now to find breakfast, he thought happily. He really wanted some honey this morning. He clambered off his favorite nook in the tree branches and then began flying and leaping from tree to tree in his little trek across the orchard.
It took a while for such a small dragon to reach the other side of the orchard, but he made it. He knew this nest well, hidden inside a crevice in the rock. He licked his lips lightly and frowned, trying to think of a way to get the honey without being stung or killing the bees. His stomach growled, and he placed one paw on his abdomen. Man, he was hungry. He decided to stick with his tried-and-true method, and reached his little dexterous clawed paw towards the opening.
Just as he was about to slip his paw in and grab a chunk of honeycomb, a loud snort made him jump in surprise, and he turned around to find himself muzzle to muzzle with a hungry bear. He nearly fainted from the shock, but he shook himself and darted up, out of the bears reach. The bear, thankfully, took no notice of him. He perched on a rock and watched the bear closely.
The bear pawed around the rock for a while, drawing out all the bees. The bear loped away, followed by an angry cloud, but then it came racing right back. It shoved its paw in and came away with the biggest chunk of honeycomb Galin had ever seen. He then saw the bear's logic. Lure the stingers away and then take the food and run. Galin would have tried it then, but the bees were already seething, and they needed time to replenish their honey. He sighed. No more honey for him for a while.
He flew all the way back, his stomach still growling. He saw a hint of red and swooped down to perch in a tree. He smiled. A tree full of miniature crimson apples! He picked one and munched happily. He had learned a lot today. So much that he had even missed breakfast, it was lunchtime now!
Art:
Drawn by me, depicting the part of the story where Galin meets the bear<3
