Introducing the Howlian - Customize bases

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chameishida's picture
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This is kinda long over due, I was planning to put this out on new year(not to mention I skipped stuff from Halloween I've promised) but hey! they're finally here! Both of them!! Yes I've decided to put both Wardenrain and Howlian on the same day. As you may know these two along with the Cryaotic are Parody fandragon; The species that specifically made as the dragon version of something and have that remain obvious in the design(even though the other stuff kinda grow out of that aspect). With both species come from the same thing and share actual rivalty in the lore too. It make sense to me to release them on the same day! Though one might be more obvious than the other ;)




Class: Stoker

Stats icon attack Attack: 20

 Speed: 17

Stats icon armor  Armor: 26

Stats icon fire Firepower: 30

Stats icon shot Shot Limit: 3

Stats icon venom Venom: 0

Stats icon jaw Jaw Strength:15

Stats icon stealth Stealth: 4


The Howlian can swim in lava due to their special hide that's immune to heat and plasma and can even stored charges they recieved for themself. Because of that they're also immune to many dragon's firepower. Their only weaknesses are dragons that shoot something different; ice, acid, water or sonic.

Even so they're very strong dragons and considered apex predators. They prey upon all kind of dragons, big and small and even have a reputation of being savage and cruel, occasionally killing for sport. Fortunately, human are not included on their menu, in fact there's no record of the Howlians attacking human unprovoked as they seem to found amusement and even fondness in human company. Lucky

Personality: Unsettlingly expressionless be it when showing both affection or cruelty

Fire type: Lesser Atomic charge

Hidden abilities: The howlian can channel their stored charges into their horn. It can be powerful enough to cause an explosion upon impact and make the attack even more fatal


Howlians are surprisingly easy to tame, that's what to expect when they're thinking humans are cute. The real challenge of taming this species however are their diets. It is highly recommended you to NOT have other dragons with you, or put these dragon in the eviroment that have many dragon you don't want to be eaten around. And you might have to expect gruesome ki,lling along the way. If you can stomuch this however you will have the unstopable force in your hand. These apex predetor are available to tame for 5 spot. Like Cryaotic, while they're not rare(no natural predetors), though a little hard to find since they live around the volcano, they're specially made so there have to be some limit. you can choose between the baby and the adult:


Then tell me the color

Main color: (Currently Dark turquoise)

secondary color: (Currently Orange)

Marking: (currently Dark red)


Then tell me a little about your new companion






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5.Please wait until I post the tracking comment to post

6.Check if the spot is still available before you post

7. I will only give you dragon once you filled out all the form, and that including their stories. It's the only payment I want back, to see what you do with my creation and that's enough for me :) It doesn't have to be the full version, you can fill out the shorter version first if you want to go all out with it

8. I will not be adding addictional markings such as scar, painting or well, markings, no matter how simple it is. This customize base can only customize the color only, sorry

9. If there's no respond for a long time after you reserve, I will contact you via PM to confirm your reservation again. If there's still no respond then I will give the reserved spot away to someone else or simply reopen the spot

10. If the name of the color can come in different shade I will pick what I see fit, if you want to be accurate to what you want I advice you use pictures or codes

11.Read the rules


There're a lot of additional fact about Howlians I was unable to put so if you are interest about that as well as the long developement fact of this species be sure to check out this post! I guess with this release it broke the traditional no 5 spot dragons back-to-back now. Still I will try to keep in mind the release less rare dragon next time around. No promise how fast it is going to be judging by my busy schedule. Well then, until next time! ;)


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SnowSpirit the woolly howl ran away with my subject

That kinda looks like the woolly howl...


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Version: Adult


Main Color: Dust/grey 


Secondary Color: Eldritch/black


Marking: Pear/green


Name: Nightspring


Gender: Male



While returning from yet another exhausting Dragon Hunter battle, Arnora Sterkinsen and her faithful Sand Wraith companion Desert Ray were flying back to Berk as Desert Ray had taken a couple severe wounds to mostly his chest, and his left forearm and wing, while Arnora took only a few scratches on her right leg an waist. Both warriors were able to escape the quarrel victoriously, but this one looked more brutal than usual and appeared to be covered in bl.ood, but lucky for them it is mostly the bl.ood of the hunters that deserved such comeuppance for being the devious an heartless poachers they truly are. When it comes to dragons Arnora agrees with Hiccup that most people that mistreat the animals deserve a talking to before taking action, despite often times Hiccup tends to see the best in people-- which is fine for some-- but it occasionally gets him in deep trouble; but when it comes to hunters and illegal gaming Arnora takes action almost immediately, knowing for a guaranteed sure there is NO reasoning with these villains.

As the sky neared the nightly hours, both Arnora and Desert Ray grew tired of their travels and their weakened conditions didn't help much of the situation; so they managed to land at a remote island with the only rather large inhabitant, so to speak, is a volcano that looked ready to erupt at any moment, but with luck on their side Arnora and Desert Ray should only recuperate for the night and leave by the crack of dawn. So after tending to Desert Ray's wounds and her own injuries, Arnora managed to fish up some supper and she and Desert Ray took shelter into a barren cave located 34 feet further inland from the beach they landed but within 20 feet of the volcano. The island itself could've been no bigger than Berk and there wasn't a single soul present to even live here-- and with good reason-- but aside from the land's physical attributes, Arnora and Desert Ray got themselves comfortable for the evening and drifted off to sleep.

Dawn was nearing its approach when Arnora suddenly hears a familiar screech coming from outside the cave; she dashes up to her feet, running outside and saw Desert Ray fighting what looked like a massive dust/grey colored Howlian, a flightless apex predator that preys on other dragons! Apparently Desert Ray heard the creature roaming around the island and cautiously in vestigates, but somehow it turned to a dispute for Thor knows how long Desert Ray had been keeping this dragon at bay. Arnora watches in worry that the Howlian may de.stroy her dragon brother any moment, but despite the weakness in Desert Ray's wing from the Dragon Hunter battle lately he had been doing all he can to defend his rider.

Arnora rushes toward the dragons to stop the fight, but as she whistles to grab her Sand Wraith's attention the Howlian scoops up Desert Ray into his enormous paws and starts to make a run around the island!

Devastated, Arnora tries to think of a way to get Desert Ray back when she notices a lone Speed Stinger hiding beneath a few boulders, possibly to keep out of the Howlian's sight, and with both a cautious approach and quick tendencies Arnora pulls out a small rubber block from her pocket satchel of her belt and as the Speed Stinger noticed the Viking's presence it started to lunge at her! With a rapid and timed execution, Arnora grabs the animal's oncoming tail and corked the barbed end to avoid getting stung by the paralysis poison. She hastily mounts the creature after gaining its trust and starts to ride around the island to catch up to the Howlian.

Once Arnora sought the Howlian that stilled carried the Sand Wraith in its colossal paws, it was just in time that Arnora quickly unhooks one of her blades that were strapped to atop her back and takes that chain and lassos it onto one of the Howlian's horns; then she swings herself up to the top of the Howlian's head, while the Speed Stinger stopped its own path, uncorked its tail with its mouth, and headed in the other direction away from the large dragon and the small Viking. Arnora grabs hold of the Howlian's horns and with slight force jerks the animal's head in one direction in order to grab his attention; the Howlian halts in his tracks as Arnora commanded the stop, but afterwards Desert Ray senses his Viking sister's presence and quickly nips the large dragon's claw with minor strength but it was enough to free himself from the Howlian's grasp. Desert Ray manages to escape into the air and prepares himself to rescue his rider, but at that moment the volcano of the island began to erupt!

There was no time now for training, but Arnora was able to calm and pet the Howlian, and convinced him in the ancient Dragonese language that she and Desert Ray meant no absolute harm toward him and apologizes for the abrupt greeting. The Howlian begins to trust Arnora but argued that she interrupted his breakfast; Arnora understands the diet of the Howlian species very well and reassures this one that not all dragons-- specifically those with human companions-- do not deserve to be eaten. She even stated once more that both she and the Howlian's paths may cross again one day, and perhaps then she'll show him what human/dragon bonding is all about.

As the volcano erupts again, Arnora whistles for Desert Ray, and the Sand Wraith swoops over the Howlian's head as Arnora timely jumps onto the dragon's saddle and both she and Desert Ray finally escapes into the sky, leaving the slightly confused Howlian behind.

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Heya, I mostly followed the reference's color , hope this turned out the way you wanted.

 I enjoy lengthy lore filled story! they're always such a treat. There'r still hope if Anora wishes to get the Howlian to bond with other dragons someday, though I doubt it will be all dragons, they're what he eat! I imgaine though that if something can get Howlian to spare a dragon it will be a human, though the dragons probably getting a little grumpy though something like "Fine, I do this once just for you tiny cute human" that's quite a fun thing to think about.

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This is great! I really appreciate this!

Yeah, Arnora knows that you can't fully train an apex predator to control its diet; just look at the Death Song for instance, sure it can eat other animals but it'll still have a taste for dragon meat and often times you can't change the nature of it. It is what it is.
And yeah, Arnora's not gonna have the Howlian befriend all the dragons, at least most of her allies instead.

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I know my name is a bit confusing, so let me explain. I am Ginger. I have a sister whose main Viking is named Jaxomis. Originally we shared this forum account, but my sister recently made her own account as Fuzzy Kitten, so this is now only mine. So please, just call me Ginger! ^-^



In Order:

​Ginger's Viking Section

​Blackout The Night Fury's Section

Some Random Stuff!


Ginger's Viking Section!

​First off... My Vikings!

My main Viking is

Ginger Selson:


Extras about appearance: Ginger has a small, faint scar on the far left side of her jaw. She also wears a short necklace with a Peridot in the shape of an Eruptodon.

Personality: Ginger Selson is very shy around humans. She absolutely loves dragons, and has learned Dragonese. She has two sides to her personality. The side most people see is quiet, gentle, and would never start a fight. Her other side, the one only her dragons and her best (human) friend, Jaxomis, see, is strong-willed, brave, and will face danger to protect her friends.

History: Ginger Selson is the daughter of two Defenders of the Wing. However, at one point, her parents were going to get some supplies for the Defenders and they took her with them. Unfortunately, their ship was attacked by pirates, and the only survivor was Ginger. Ginger's mother, upon seeing that the ship was going to be taken by the pirates, placed Ginger in a water-tight basket and set her afloat. Ginger drifted to Berk, where she was found by Mulch and Bucket during one of their fishing trips. She acquired her scar while in the basket. A sharp strand of the weave scratched her jaw while she was being buffeted by the waves. She was only 13 months old at the time, so she was taken in by a Berkian woman who had just had Jaxomis 5 months before. Ginger grew up as Jax's sibling, and they have grown to be very close friends. When she was 10 years old, she began attending the School of Dragons. In the 6 years since then, she has become a talented Dragon Trainer. She is currently 16 years old.

​Game Information: ​UDT Star!(big platinum star), 1850+ Trophies, 64 Dragons.

Clan: ​The Messengers

(Now Leader)


Main Dragon: Skyfrost

​-Breed: Woolly Howl

-Gender: Male

​-Level: 37

​-Personality: Protective, loyal, brave, and makes a good companion. Sky likes being with Ginger, and flying with her is his favorite thing. He can be a bit bossy and stuck-up, but he has a good heart and intentions.

Other Dragons:

Silverlight- Adult male Monsterous Nightmare, Ginger's first dragon~~~Tsunami- Adult female Thunderdrum~~~Galaxy- Adult female Typhoomerang~~~Jungle- Adult male Sweet Death~~~Firewing- Adult female Moldruffle~~~Illusion- Adult female Changewing~~~Flare- Adult male Moldruffle~~~Firestorm- Adult male Typhoomerang~~~Scythetail- Adult female Devilish Dervish~~~Vortex- Adult female Devilish Dervish, not tame~~~Spinstrike- Adult male Whispering Death~~~Iceheart- Adult male Groncicle~~~Seafoam- Adult male Thunderdrum~~~Bramblethorn- Titan female Deadly Nadder~~~Wavecrash- Adult female Sand Wraith, Ginger's second favorite dragon~~~Twist & Turn- Adult female Hideous Zippleback~~~Copper- Adult male Razorwhip~~~Sunset- Adult female Death Song, not tame~~~Obsidian- Titan female Razorwhip, not ​tame!~~~Snowflurry- Titan female Woolly Howl, not tame~~~Magnet- Adult male Armorwing~~~Chaos- Adult male Screaming Death~~~Spottedleaf- Adult female Hobblegrunt/Threadtail~~~Cindertail- Adult male Singetail~~~Goldriver- Adult female Eruptodon~~~Emberspark- Adult female Flame Whipper~~~Echo- Adult male Mudraker~~~Nettle- Adult male Triple Stryke~~~Springcoil- Adult male Grapple Grounder~~~Cloudcutter- Adult male Timberjack~~~Mischief- Titan female Terrible Terror~~~Lava- Adult female Gronkle~~~Starspirit- Adult male Silver Phantom~~~Flash- Adult male Speed Stinger, not tame~~~Fire, Water, Earth, and Air (The Gang)- Adult male Snaptrapper~~~Anemone- Adult female Shockjaw~~~Whiteout- Adult female Snow Wraith, not tame~~~​Tumbleweed- Adult female Buffalord~~~Dawnblaze- Adult female Fireworm Queen~~~Blizzardchaser- Titan male Woolly Howl, not tame~~~Vigilant- Adult male Elder Sentinel~~~Thunderclap- Adult male Skrill~~~Puddlesplash​- Adult female Windwalker~~~Waterwake- Adult male Scauldron~~~​Thistlebush- Adult female Prickleboggle~~~Dartfang- Adult male Grim Gnasher~~~Ravenwing- Adult female Night Terror~~~Bullcharge- Adult male Rumblehorn~~~Tigerstrike- Adult male Deathgripper~~~Winddancer- Adult female Stormcutter~~~Vex- Adult male Smitten Hobgobbler~~~Jet (Ruffrunner)- Adult male Night Light~~~Volcano- Adult male Fire Terror~~~Earthquake- Adult male Crimson Goregutter~~~Frostbite- Adult male Shivertooth~~~Pebblescale- Adult female Raincutter~~~Jadeshimmer- Adult female Scuttleclaw~~~Glade & Grove- Adult male Ghastly Zapplejack~~~Crestrider- Adult male Tide Glider~~~Steadfast- Adult female Sentinal~~~Clashcrown- Adult male Chimeragon~~~Pouncer- Adult male Night Light~~~Ashcloud- Adult female Smokebreath~~~Cometstorm- Teen male Flightmare~~~Shiverbolt- Baby female Skrillknapper

Other Vikings: 

*Quicksilver Catspaw​- Goldleaf's brother. He has the ability to change from a human(Quicksilver/Silver) to a cat(Quicksilver/Quick). He also has an amulet that allows him to morph into a Razorwhip(Mercury).

​-Dragons: Oceanmotion: Adult male Shockjaw~~~Chaos and Confusion: Adult male Hideous Zippleback~~~Mossfire: Adult female Eruptodon~~~White Bitetight: Adult male Smitten Hobgobbler~~~Mercury: Adult male Razorwhip (Stand-in for Quick's morph)~~~Deadly Medley: Baby female Death Song

*Caracal Pounce- Cara, for short, is a undeveloped female character.

​-Dragons: Mistlight: Adult female Flightmare~~~Flashfire: Adult female Deadly Nadder~~~Quickstrike: Adult female Deathgripper (Main dragon)

*Finn Howler​- A underdeveloped male Berserker.

-Dragons: Ghostlight​: Adult male Flightmare~~~Screech and Howl​: Teen male Hideous Zippleback

*Jayla the Ranger​- Jay is my Ranger's Apprentice inspired character. She is a new character.

-Dragons: Oakleaf: Adult female Sand Wraith~~~Bullseye​: Teen male Deadly Nadder


Blackout the Night Fury

​Blackout is Ginger's Night Fury OC. Blackout is a wild Night Fury who lives where Night Furies are more common. He is fierce, proud, and never backs down from a fight. He looks more or less like Toothless, but he has blue eyes and a lighter birthmark on the left side of his forehead. He's really just for RPs and art.


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*Base by MagaboltPhoenix, filled by me*


Random Stuff!

Things I like: Dragons, cats, dogs, equines (I'm a proud longear owner/fan!), HTTYD 1, 2, and The Hidden World, RttE, Riders/Defenders of Berk, Tuffnut, Hiccup, Toothless, Trollhunters, 3 Below, most animals, hanging out with my sister, watching movies and shows with my sister, Warriors, The Ranger's Apprentice, Wings of Fire, The Dragon Prince, reading, drawing, playing SoD, browsing through things online, being with animals, DRAGONS, Survivors, The Inheritance books, Rick Riordan's books, Keeper of the Lost Cities, and did I mention reading?

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Version: Adult, please!

Main Color: Dark gray

Secondary color: Orange (Same as example)

Marking: Bright red, but kind of deep and rich in color

Name: Unknown real name; I'll call him Ember

Gender: Male

History: Ginger Selson and her Woolly Howl, Skyfrost, were really not enjoying themselves. OK, sure, they should have waited for the storm to pass at one of the smaller, closer islands, right when Skyfrost had sensed it coming. But... Ginger was wanting to get this mission over with, so they hadn't. They hadn't realized that there weren't any other islands farther on. So they were caught in a massive, wild, roaring, full-out, Thor's Anger storm. If Ginger had been riding any dragon other than Skyfrost, a blizzard-riding Woolly Howl, they would have been doomed. As it was, it was all Sky could to to keep them in the air, letting the storm blow them to Odin-knows-where. At long last, the storm blew them to rest on a dark volcanic island, where there was shelter from the screaming, wailing wind. Exhausted physically and mentally, Skyfrost and Ginger collapsed in a sheltered hollow and fell fast asleep. The next morning, Ginger awoke to an astounding... Silence. Nothing. Not even the chatter or chirp of birds. Ginger knew that if the birds didn't sing, then danger was probably around somewhere. Standing up slowly, (wincing and groaning all the way) she stepped to Skyfrost's head and whispered in his ear, "Sky! Wake up, I need you." Sky huffed and rolled over, eyes still tight shut. Ginger glanced around carefully, then leaning over, she gripped Sky's tusks and stared him in the face. "Sky. The birds are silent." Sky's eyes opened and he stared back at her, blurry-gazed. "Wassat?" He mumbled. Ginger leaned closer and hissed urgently, "The birds aren't singing!" Sky's gaze sharpened and he lifted his head from his paws. "You don't say..." (Just a note, Ginger and Skyfrost are speaking Dragonese, the language of dragons) Ginger released Sky's tusks and sat back on her heels. "Yep. I haven't heard a single one." Skyfrost gingerly raised himself to his feet with much growling and untranslatable muttering. "We should get out of here. We're about 42.7 miles off course." Ginger didn't doubt him. Woolly Howls are know for their unwavering sense of direction and position. Ginger mounted Sky, and they took off... right in front of a Howlian. They all stared at each other for a moment. Then the gray and flame-colored Howlian snarled a question. "Food? What is that cute little creature doing on it's back?" Sky roared frantically, "NOT FOOD! DEFINITELY NOT FOOD!" Ginger yelled as well. "WE'RE NOT FOOD! PLEASE DON'T EAT US!" The Howlian seemed to be considering this. "You look like food though..." He, for it was undeniably male, shook his flame orange crest and let out a puff of smoke. Ginger gulped and whispered to Skyfrost, "I suggest that we leave soon..." Sky nodded solemnly. "I quite agree..." They twisted and dove in the opposite direction, right as the Howlian made up its mind and lunged for them. Sky and Ginger skimmed across the ground, the Howlian racing close in pursuit. Skyfrost twisted in mid-air and fired,sending a blast of icy hail into the Howlian's face, stopping it dea.d in its tracks, then arched his wings and shot upward, cutting through the haze from the volcano. Ginger glanced back as Skyfrost took them farther away from the island, listening to the frustrated howling and screech of the ember-shaded dragon. Ginger faced forward once more and shook her head in disgust and annoyance. "That," She stated firmly,"is the last time I let Hiccup talk me into getting him some rare Bewilderbeast ice for one of his little experiments." Skyfrost huffed. "Agreed!" Then the two of them soared over the clouds and disappeared into the sky.


Whew! That took me longer than it should have... :P

 I hope you like it!


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Here you go, I wasn't so sure if this the red you want. Hope it is alright!

I enjoy the story a lot, I imagine it must be a horrible sight to see a howlian stand before them in front of the cave or see it pursuit from behind. Howlian running at full speed can be super scary, there're reasons it is a top predetor despite being flightless. It's lucky that Ginger's with a Wooly howl, other than the blizzard of course, having a dragon that can shoot ice straight into the howlian face can be quite handy since they're not immune to ice attack and ice hail to the eye must have hurt.



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​EEEE! He's perfect! Thank you so much! 


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(Honeybumble dragons created by SpaceyQueen)

and her Pygmy Dragon Rosehip

(Pygmy Dragons created by Selethesis)

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(Shadowing Wyverns created by Spy GIrl)

*VISIT: Bogbert Margrkind and his Swamp Scrape Quagmire

(Swamp Scrape species created by Grumpyforlife2)

*VISIT: Solfrid the Splendid and her GlowWorm Foxfire

(GlowWorm dragons created by mesaprncss)

*VISIT: Ichor the Impossible and his Septic Fury Mid-Mon

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*VISIT: Marit the Mother and her Oceanic SeaSong Lyric

(Oceanic Seasong species created by Adopto66)

*VISIT: Finngeirr Margrkind and his Gill Grunter Gilly

(Gill Grunters created by Infinity12356 and drawn by 1Flower)

*VISIT: Tawnylda the Dyesmith and her Noelani Dragon WeldWing

(Noelani Dragon species created by Hootowlighbulb)

*VISIT: Wilfred the Wacko and his Scuttling Twin Stinger Zippy

(Scuttling Twin Stingers created by GrumpyForLife2)

*VISIT: Bulljorn Burlyboots and his Hopeless Deathtrail BrendleBlood

(Hopeless Deathtrails created by Snowflake12298)

*VISIT: Beita Thorstabitur and her Thorn Devil Hvasseggr

(Thorn Devil dragons created by Shataikislayer)

*VISIT: Fjara Thorstabitur and her Lullaby WaveWhisper BlueFin

(Lullaby WaveWhispers created by WitcherForever)

*VISIT: Blasik Fiskrspordr and his Thunderthief SeaTrick

(ThunderThief Dragons created by Wutend Bonfire)

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(Cave Raider dragons created by Valoris620)

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(Icecrusher species created by Chameishida)

*VISIT: Tarvald the Trader and his Thorny Sea Hound Arni

(Thorny Sea Hounds created by WitcherForever)

*VISIT: Jofast the Jokers' Help and her Field Sprinter Hornswoggle

(Field Sprinter dragons created by Valoris620)

*VISIT: Skammel the Stonesmith and his StoneScale Hunter Pumpkin

(StoneScale Hunters created by WitcherForever)

*VISIT: Birgr the Brash and his Cave Runner DappleLeaf

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(Armorhead Dragons created by FloofQueen)

*VISIT: Nauma Margrkind and her WebHead dragon BoarBreath

(WebHeads created by dragon34611)

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(Signal Fires created by donnala)

*VISIT: Bera Brawnyboots and her Mistwhirl ShadeShift

(Mistwhirl dragons created by Zitka)

*VISIT: Herbjert Svellheim and his Whirlpool dragon Naught-Eye

(Whirlpools created by DatOneTrumpet)

*VISIT: Ketiley Margrkind and her Feathered Fan Wing Tatters

(Feathered Fan Wings created by ScarfyWings)

*VISIT: Gaukr Gullbatr and his Singing Fin Wing Yodel

(Singing Fin Wings created by ScarfyWings)

*VISIT: Ylva Yammertung and her Solarflare Skrill Scar-Light

(Solarflare Skrills created by Wutend Bonfire)

*VISIT: Snotra Snozzlestein and her Glowy Cave Lizard Candle

(Glowy Cave Lizards created by ScarfyWings)

and her Clicking Claw Scuttles

(Clicking Claw Dragons created by Wutend Bonfire)

*VISIT: Barnakarl Thorstabitur and his Dwarf Death SlobberClod

(Dwarf Deaths created by Wutend Bonfire)

*VISIT: Dillweed Dullum and his Skyworm BilgeBug

(Skyworms created by Chameishida)

*VISIT: Shuckr Grimgrange and his Cryaotic Popcorn

(Cryaotics created by Chameishida)

*VISIT: Buggi the Beetle and his Marsh Tiger FireStripe

(Marsh Tigers are a Book species drawn by Themasterplan47)

*VISIT: Flaemingr the Fidget and his Deepfisher GlimmerGills

(Deepfishers created by Hootowllighbulb)

*VISIT: Unna Undrdaug and her Dawnknapper AmberEye

(Dawnknappers created by AndreaEaston)

*VISIT: Jackdaw Hagismalr and the Sinistrous Woodreaper SheepSnatcher

(Sinistrous Woodreapers created by Chameishida)

*VISIT: Alfny Aldertoes and her Howlian PuppyScale

(Howlians created by Chameishida)

*VISIT: Snorre the Still and his Nightsealer Spearrow

(Nightsealers created by Chameishida)

*VISIT: Panik the Lost and her Coalskin ShadowSnow

(Coalskins created by Chameishida)

*VISIT: Rannow the Reckless and her Jewel Spinner Citrine

(Jewel Spinners created by DyliehIdol1214)

and her Wacky Jabberjaw Brambles

(Jabberjaws created by Chameishida)




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<---- SharkBeard the Spectral Leviathan 

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own. Spectral Leviathans are the

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Fierce FrostFang is waiting ------------>

impatiently for his own page to

hunt on. Ice Piercers are the creation

of ScarfyWings, and can be found on

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<---------------- This shocking lady is Static,

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This fellow is a Perilous Pollen-Puffer,  ------------>

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created by ScarfyWings on the adoption

thread, "Scarfy's Adoptables".




A Shelleye at left and a Boomerwing at right,

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<------------ This Muddicry is named Splat.

Muddiecries are the creations of Chameishida.

Visit her adoption thread!





This flashy guy is BriskBeak the Blazing Firemaw. 

These dragons are from the imagination of Zikta,

and rendered digitally by LissaFish.

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<--------------- Snuglug the Neckblaze is blazing through

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Neckblazes are the creation of ImDerpySheylaYT

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Lady Brasa's BLUE-SCALE Stables

Selected Dragons:


Bluet the Deadly Nadder

Aster the Tide Glider

Teasel the Flightmare

Thistle the Scuttleclaw

Tigerlily the Monstrous Nightmare

Trillium the Fireworm Queen

Chicory the Hobblegrunt

Laurel the Gronckle

Henbit the Screaming Death

Foxglove the Sand Wraith

Salsify the Scauldron

Skullcap the Typhoomerang

Maypop the Thunderdrum

Nettle the Screaming Death

Honeysuckle the Changewing

                         Germander the Hideous Zippleback                       

Violet the Skrill

Periwinkle the Raincutter

Bergamot the Sweet Death

Clover the Rumblehorn

Vervain the Woolly Howl

Hyacinth the Smothering Smokebreath 

Skullcap the Boneknapper

Yarrow the Shivertooth

Mullein the Shockjaw

Hepatica the Snafflefang

Rue the Speed Stinger

Redbud the Groncicle

Avens the Groncicle

Mazus the Groncicle

Spurge the Moldruffle

Witchazel the Stormcutter

Jimson the Mudraker

Gaura the Hotburple

Cohosh the Grapple Grounder

Agrimony the Snow Wraith

Parsley the Sliquifier

Fern the Prickleboggle

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just trying to get in- maybe missed it

Just seeing if I can reserve




Lissa ~ Christian ~ Artist ~ Writer

SoD member since 2016.


I make the arts! Insta

I write! HERE for forum master thread. HERE for Wattpad

I love dragons, birbs, using emoticons, and animales

Monster Kitty Ebony

By Ecliptic Eight Thx she is so cute!

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sure! It's done :)

sure! It's done :)

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I'm gonna be busy all month; any chance I could postpone the story until April? Have to finish a book contract and nine illustrations :P

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That's okay! I don't mind

That's okay! I don't mind when people take as long as they need, I'm more worried about people reserving then go unresponsive. So as long as I know you're going to get back to it around April then that should be fine! Good luck with your works! :)

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Thank you for waiting, Here's the story!



Main color: Golden/ cream

secondary color: golden brown

Marking: white

(think lion)



Name: Tau

Gender: Male

history: "Kenosi"


authors note:


This story took on a life of it's own. I just wanted to write about Kenosi and Tau's meeting, but the backstory was so key to learning who Kenosi was as a character that I felt it had to be kept. So I intertwined the two, the orange is the past and the black is the present. There's also a hint to something I had no intention of adding, but it just happened.

This story takes place long before anything in httyd, possibly hundreds of years prior.









She thought,



She had never liked it. After all, it was a boys name. Her father thought it would make his only child strong, and it some ways it did. But why Kenosi? Couldn’t her name have been Kgalefa? Or Kefenste? Those were strong names. Good names that she could have felt proud of.

Now she could think of nothing more fitting. Maybe her father had had a revelation, some vision into her future, maybe the name was cursed. No matter the case she really and truly was Kenosi.



The wind bit as savagely into her beautiful dark skin as Tau into the Phala. There was no feeling left in her feet or hands. Sweu. It was everywhere. Above, below, as far as the eye could see it was sweu. How she wished to see a mokolana tree, or watch the pitse ya naga fight over their mares. Even to see the sky, the earth, or sea again!

At least the cold had helped numb the pain. If she could somehow keep the ugly gash in her arm dry, she just might have a chance.

An eerie wail echoed through the storm. Kenosi ducked as a pair of scaly talons bluffed a strike. Not these monsters!

Her heart skipped a beat. They were back.

Through the white shown one of the fiery winged serpents. It was terrifying. Never before had she come in contact with dragons, she didn’t even know that they existed until seeing one with her own eyes. Giant, scaly, cold blooded, fire breathing kwena. Why oh why were such things created?

The creature roared in her direction.

Kenosi had no doubt that it knew she was there, but why ignite? Why roar? Was it taunting her? Or distracting her so that it’s mate could sneak up from behind?

she spun in a circle, the corners of her frozen blanket cracking on the ice. The other one was out there. Somewhere.

She had to keep moving.

Two days had passed since her escape. She had traded hands many times. First it was those pasty white people with the ridiculous red bird plumes. As laughable in appearance as Phiri, and just as thirsty for blood. They burnt her village with all whom she held dear to the ground. The remnant of the people where led, in chains, to strange northern lands. Each place they stopped a few more of were taken away. At last the ship docked at an island. There the rain was not a blessing but a curse that never ended.

Sold to the people of the land, Kenosi soon learned that the Anglos were as cruel as the red plummed Phiri. They fought savagely amongst each other, amongst a people they called the Celts, and amongst whom they referred to as the savage Norse.

They spoke with hatred of the Celts but of the Norse they spoke with fear- and for good reason. It seemed the Norse did to them what the red plummed Phiri had done to her people.


Kenosi did her best to keep quiet. Climbing up a mountain in an exhausted state, wounded, and without feeling in your feet doesn’t lend itself well to the practice though. Perhaps, with the wind, they wouldn’t hear her?

High above on the mountain top came a hiss. Not the hiss of a dragon, the hiss of steam or vapors escaping their prison of magma. Kenosi looked up at the red glow.

A mighty thud in the snow sent flurries into the air. She could barely make out the form of the landed reptile, but it was there.

She stopped in her tracks.

The snake like neck, as long as three of her standing on top of each other stretched out. The nostrils took in a deep breath and two glowing eyes scoured the white country.



She had not been in the Anglos land two weeks before the raid. After a great amount of bloodshed the Norse people, big and ugly as the dinare tse but with outrageously wild hair, stood triumphant over the village. Once more, poor Kenosi found herself corralled into a ship among the other survivors.

Every day she was brought up to the captain to do a show. The Vikings were fascinated with Kenosi’s world, so vastly different from their own. Tlou? Tau? What magnificent sounding beasts! How does one hunt a Tlou? What was its weakness? And though she could not understand their tongue or them hers, she would tell them her stories through pictures and dance. Stories her father told her in the days he would hunt the Tlou. Her tales delighted the captain so much that in return he gave her the freedom to walk about the ship. She behaved well. She worked hard and found there was a great deal of thought and strategy put into these floating bowls of wood. She learned the tongue of the Norse and showed no sign of unrest… but in her heart she knew one day the stories would get old. One day, they would say, ‘enough! We tire of these yarns.’ Then what would happen? She wasn’t going to stick around to find out.



Keep moving keep moving! Kenosi gasped for breath. A snickering, slithering dragon right on top of her. She slipped and slid as the sweu turned from powder into slush. Thankfully the lizard wasn’t any more graceful.

The red glow was now accompanied by a constant rumbling heard above even the wind. She was so close!


Great blocks of frozen water were beginning to form on the ocean. They stuck to the sides of the ship and the crew had to pry them off. Winter was sapping away at the life of fall.

On a dark evening while the crew was focused on the east wind, Kenosi stole away to a rowboat. She climbed in among the rations and blankets. The splash of the dinghy as it landed in the water escaped no one’s ears that night, for the sea was as flat as glass. They shouted, hurling arrows overboard into the murky night. They sung all around the fleeing prisoner- above, to her right and left, below.

One arrow, loosed by the strongest man aboard, missed the little boat by a foot and continued with great force through the water.

A deep, furious rumble bubbled to the surface. The Vikings ceased fire, staring with rigid anticipation into the abyss.

Out of the depths burst a mighty green head. It stared at the shrieking girl in her arrow covered boat and turned to the ship.

There were shrieks. Cries. Screams as burning water spewed from the great monsters mouth onto the deck.

Kenosi took the oars and paddled frantically away. She rowed like the devil was after her- and really couldn’t decide if he actually was. The wails on the ship were silenced but she didn’t dare turn back to see what happened.

On she went over the quiet sea, a chilling wind sneaking in from the east. On, towards the red glow in the sky.

Earlier as the sun had set sailors pointed out the volcanic mountain on their course. They had teased her then, saying no one dare set foot on those shores for the creature that guarded them. At the time it seemed anything would be better than the creatures aboard this ship…



The great serpent snapped its jaws only to catch the air. He was sliding backwards in the slush and no amount of clawing with his wings was changing that. Seeing the small girl climb towards safety made the beast angry, but the harder it tried to climb up the faster it slid down.

Kenosi scrambled up into the rocks. Ground at last! Up here, the heat of the volcano was so strong it vaporized the white stuff before it could alight.



There was no time to celebrate when Kenosi shored the tiny boat. Dawn was breaking, but that east wind had steadily grown stronger, and with it came tiny white flakes that stuck to her face and her cloths and covered the ground. Scouring the beach for shelter, she spotted a cave.

It took some time to drag the boat over to the rocks. To her dismay she discovered a deep gash in her arm… most likely from an arrow but she didn’t rightly know.

After a year of captivity, she was free. Free to make her own choices, to go where she wanted to go, to do what she wanted to do.

The cave was much bigger than it looked from the outside. Stalactites loomed hundreds of feet above her head. If they’re anywhere near the size of the stalagmites rising out of the floor it could disrupt the volcano if one fell, she thought.

Cradling her wounded arm, she set out a blanket and rested. The winds howled outside, every once in a while pouring in and tossing the sweu all over. An old branch of some tree lay beside her. She took it and broke off a stick. Moving three round rocks out of the way she started doodling in the ground.

She couldn’t write so she drew. First a tlou, then her village. She tried to draw her family- her mother, her father, and her… but every time the wind blew in and ruined the picture. She looked up and outside of the cave at the storm. This time, she drew three swirls instead. Three people in her family. Three peoples took her prisoner. Three times she had survived destruction. Her life had been one storm after another, it only seemed fitting.

Exhausted, she lay down went to sleep.



Feeling was returning to Kenosi’s arms and legs again. This is what she needed. Warmth. It was like having life returned to her body.

Streams of magma ran steadily from a pool that bubbled and hissed. There were no signs of intense activity.

Now to find a place to hide… across the way looked like a good bet. A small crevasse she could wriggle into that the dragons couldn’t-

Two great talons thrust her to the ground. Like cats with mice the dragons had been toying with her this whole time. And now that safety was within reach, now that she could see it with her own eyes, they were coming in for the final blow.




The northern world was cold and heartless- so where was the heat coming from?

Kenosi opened her eyes to look around. It felt like it was blowing on her back.

She turned to a heart stopping sight. Only two feet from her face were eyes. Enormous eyes, the size of playing balls, and there were two pair. They glowed in the dark of the cavern, yellow around the outsides and red along the black, cat like pupils. The heads were as big as she was; and crowned with horns like the phala. She could see in the light the rows of glistening teeth.

If the scalding sea monster was terrifying, this was a new level. One of the dragons lit itself on fire and snapped. Kenosi stepped back and tripped on one of the three rocks she had pushed aside and fell. That’s the only reason this story doesn’t end here. The rocks started rolling all over the cavern floor and the giant lizards chased after them.

Kenosi bolted through the mouth of the cave, leaving behind all but the blanket over her back.


Kenosi screamed. The female reptile allowed her to wriggle out from under its feet, only to pin her down again with a wingclaw. This left the dragon with her back towards the lava pool, tail swishing wildly in anticipation. The male, still making nothing but backwards progress on the hill gave up and took to the sky to join his partner for their meal.

No one could hear her cries, no one was coming to save her. And even if by some miracle they did hear her and drive the monsters away, it would not be to rescue but to claim.

She was truly alone.

The dragon leaned in and opened its mouth. Kenosi yelled, terrified.




The dragon’s eyes popped open. It let out a roar of shock and pain.

This beast, this monstrous, gigantic beast, was yanked off its feet and pulled towards the lava. Immediately Kenosi scrambled to hers and back away.

In fury and terror the female dragon ignited and snaked it’s head backwards to snap at what had its tail.

A giant, golden, round head, with two prong like horns protruding from the forehead, and two or three sets of brown frills along the neck, rose above the lava. In its mouth was the burned tail of the female dragon.

She whipped around and snapped and bit at this new predator while desperately trying to keep her ground. In the sky the roar of the male dragon resounded.

He swooped down and clawed the great head with his talons, hoping to anger the lava beast enough that it would let go of the female and chase after him.

The first dive did nothing, and the female was losing strength. The second dive he got a little bolder and took a chunk out of the frill, but still the stubborn creature refused to let go of his prize.

With a graceful spin the male dragon came in for the third and most powerful blow. Talons extended to their fullest, jaws open wide, he was going to land on this thing and tear it piece by piece if he had to.

Just as he reached down for contact the lava beast lifted its head. The two prong-like horns made contact with the dragon and somehow created a bright and powerful explosion. It left Kenosi blinded for a few seconds.

The blast was so strong it threw the stunned dragon back and over the edge of the hill.

Lava beast now turned to it’s prey, the female dragon, whose gnarled tail was still in his mouth. She had been struggling this whole time and had worn herself out. Now he waited for her to pick up one of her wing claws to take another step. As soon as she lifted he gave a mighty yank, and into the lava she went. Kenosi watched in horror as the dragon screamed. Her agony was for a few brief seconds, then the lava beast clamped down on her neck… and it was over.

Kenosi was not unfamiliar with such sights, many times she had seen the phala or the pitse ya naga fall prey in very much the same way, but kwana and phiri, the common culprits, were not so big. This was like a tlou being a predator with lightning-like charge in its tusks.

From below came a roar of recovery. The male dragon returned to the sky, hissing and shrieking as his mate was devoured.

Kenosi backed away slowly as the creature worked at the carcass.

But then it looked her way.

The eyes were so unfeeling as they stared, unblinking, into hers. Bits of burning flesh dangled from the creatures’ mouth. It snorted.

Kenosi bolted. Warm or not she was out of here. Lava beast grunted in disapproval launching out of the lava followed.

She could make it to the edge. Then she could slip and slide her way down the hill. She could make it.

Great golden legs cut her short. The sheer size of the thing took her breath away. Those heartless eyes stared down into hers. It grunted.

Kenosi fell to her knees. She really was cursed.

“Don’t just stand there,” She said, “You win. Now get it over with!”

It grunted again and looked down the hill.

Not knowing what else to do, she stood to see what was down there.

When the male dragon saw her run, he had flown down and hid among the trees. Now he waited in ambush for the little girl. The lava beast growled to let him know he’d been spotted and stomped his foot. Behind them a geyser of magma shot into the sky.

Outraged, the broken hearted dragon burst into flames and struck out at anything he saw. Rocks, trees, the white stuff itself.

Those cold eyes watched. Kenosi couldn’t tell if it felt sorry for the other dragon or was grinning smugly to itself. Snorting, it turned back to her, gently prodding her away from the edge…

away from danger?

Kenosi decided to let it lead her wherever it wished. It wasn’t like she had a much choice, but it had not eaten her, and it had saved her from a gnarly fate twice now.

Like and overgrown tau, who was full and content just to be curious, it rolled on its side and sniffed her all over, sitting up and giving special attention to the gash in her arm. Then it nudged her closer and closer to the lava pool. She cringed as the heat got intense and finally let out a yelp when a tiny drop touched her leg.

Immediately the creature stopped and sniffed her again. This time he ushered her away from the lava and to the crevasse she had wanted to hide in all along. She tried to sneak in, but he took her in one golden paw and gave her one final sniff. He grunted at the gash in her arm, and then…





It did the only thing it knew to do to make a wound better. The rough tongue was hot and burned to the touch, but you can’t expect less from something that just walked out of a lava pit.

After all she had been through. The horror she’d seen, the cruelty she had endured, to be shown kindness again…

Kenosi broke down. Tears that had been dammed up for a year broke forth. Tears for her parents, tears for her friends, tears for her home, her homeland, and herself. There beside a volcano, in the paws of an apex predator that had just brutally killed a dragon a hundred times her size, she wept. Because she finally had someone that cared about those tears. That cared about her.

“Kenosi no more,” she said as she hugged the lava beast.

“Kenosi no more.”






Kenosi grew up under the protection of Tau, her "Lava Beast", and never spoke to another human being again. In the time of httyd there are still legends of the Woman and the Monster of Howlian Island, now known as Auction Island.

Some say in the days when the volcano was active, no one who set foot on those shores, be it man or dragon, escaped the cruel talons of the lava beast. And some say that if the volcano were to erupt again he would return and the woman would be waiting for him.

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Sorry for the long overdue!!

ํThe deep lore of your stories will never cease to amaze me! I really like how you captured Howlian's personality, Ominous, Blue Planet documentary predetory, heartlessly cruel yet very badarse! that'd make one cool fight scene!

I especially like the line  "Kenosi couldn’t tell if it felt sorry for the other dragon or was grinning smugly to itself" Kenosi is also a very intersting character. As bad as it sounds, I can't help but thinking that she'd make an intersting villian due to her hardship. This story worth all the waiting!


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Thank you!

Tau is just as I hoped he would be. Thanks so much! ^^


I think Kenosi did turn out to be a villian... lol she's my character and I don't even know. I'm really happy you enjoyed the story! I know it was a little dark and I wasn't sure how you would feel about that. 

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The subject? You mean that thing I threw into the time vortex?

Hey there! Will there be another batch? If yes, could you save me a spot in that, please? :3 These bases are beautiful!


Uuh... Hello?


(Profile pic by me)


Welp. It's a WIP. And will be one for a very long time so... Goodbye...?

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Joined: 08/01/2014
Unfortunateny, I have never

Unfortunateny, I have never open the second batch before. It's either going to be the new dragon or the spot on this thread might be reopen if people gave up their spot which I actually haven't ask them in a while now if they're still interested or not so stay tune!

Joined: 02/22/2017
If you release the

If you release the Starstruck, could you save me a spot with that, please? I promise to write a good story for it! :)



Incredible art of me and Magpie by the amzing Zikta!



This is Night Sky! He's loyal, protective, and loves helping rescue dragon from Dragon Hunters.


And here are Delilah and Samson, my blazing firemaws created and drawn by Zitka!


This is Tilly, my titanwing dramilion. She is very playful and loves to prank my other dragons, but is also protective of them and thinks she is just as big as Banshee.



This is Thunderstreak, one of Night Sky and Nova's babies, drawn by dracoeyes!


This is Hornet, a hivenger dragon created and drawn by Madness.


This is Mocha, my tricky and coffee-addicted Sinistrous Woodreaper, made by chameishida!



This is my Shrieking Nighthowler chimeragon by DefenderBryhild! Her name is Atiena.



Here is Miracle, my darling windgnasher, drawn by AndreaEaston!

Here is Gemshine, my beautiful Plumetail drawn by Embalathedragonhatcher!

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Probably biting off way more

Probably biting off way more than I can chew .... save spot please?

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Starting a Form ...

Main color: #fd7600 Hot Orange

Secondary color: #782e1a uhhh, reddish brown?

Markings: #f8e930 a rich yellow


Here is the palette, it is the first, middle, and last bars (here is the page for it). The goal is to kind of look like magma or lava:


Age: Adult

Name: PuppyScale

Gender: Male


Had an idea, but wouldn't have worked out in the end, not exactly. So I might end up with another, rather boring story :/



Alfny Aldertoes' team stood around casually in the Clubhouse on Dragon's Edge. They were one of a number of Dragon Rider teams that had taken up residence on the island, learning about dragons and patrolling the region, since the original Riders had returned to Berk. The outpost had grown quite a bit as well, and served as a continuous thorn in the side of the area's Dragon Hunters, nefarious merchants, and others that harbored ill will to Berk and dragon kind. Presently, other teams were out over the seas patrolling, while Alfny's team was at home. 


Her blue Mudraker, Snorker, sat near Varinn's Monstrous Nightmare just outside, sunning themselves. Everyone else's dragons were off doing dragony things, but never too far off. Alfny watched, growing just a tad irritated, that Varinn was moving along in their game of knucklebones. His wider hands caught more pieces on the back, allowing him to scoop up more pieces on the floor. The most sheep's knuckbone pieces Alfny caught with the back of her hand was two. She tried to make up for it in quickness. It might work better if she practiced the maneuvers more though.


Varinn scattered the pieces on the floor between he and Alfny, Tossed one knucklebone in the air, and scooped up four pieces in one gone. Setting those aside, he tossed the single bone up in the air, then stared in shock as a Night Terror flew right into him and scattered the playing pieces all over the clubhouse floor. Another Night Terror crashed to the floor and flopped around like a fish. They screeched wildly, then got quiet, then cackled strangely.


Alfny helped push off the black-green female that had collided with Varinn, who muttered darkly under his breath. The dragon promptly fell as sleep, while the other dragon stumbled around as if drunk for a minute, then settled near the hearth and fell asleep as well.


Birgr the Brash, the team leader jumped up from shining his weapons. "By Odin, what's this commotion??" He grabbed up the half-gleaming sword defensively. Ragna, a quiet woman, placed a calming hand on Birgr. "These two are from the post on the far side of the island," she pointed out.


Alfny had some dragon first aid training, so checked on the two passed out Terrors. Breathing, hearts beating slowly, red eyes. Somehow, the dragons has been sedated with something, but for the moment seemed stable.


Birgr pointed at Alfny and Varinn. "Get over there and see what's the matter," he ordered, mostly because their dragons were at the Clubhouse already and ready to go. Snorker came over and sniffed the Terrors, then sneezed. Alfny nodded at Birgr and Ragna, then took off into the sky.


Though Outpost Island was large, it didn't take too much time to speed across the island, with Varinn's Nightmare a little ahead. They bee-lined to the Night Terror lookout roost overlooking the sea from whence the two drunk Terrors came from. Varinn pulled up abruptly, and Snorker had to break suddenly, then circle back to pull up alongside Varinn's Nightmare. Below them on a small strip of sand at the base of the mountain, lay the rest of the Terrors' group scattered about the sand. Alfny dove down to the ground and hopped off Snorker. She checked the nearest little dragon. Still breathing. Its tongue lolled out, given the impression of a drunken stupor. She dashed to the others. All alive.


"Look here," Varinn called her attention. There was a broken crate in the middle of them, and parts of fish scattered about. A couple of the sleeping dragons even had a fishtail or two hanging from their mouths. Snorker waddled over carefully and inhaled deeply at the fish. He turned his head away at first, then licked his lips and turned back to sniff more interestedly.


"You know better!" Alfny smacked Snorker on his rump. A firm smack on dragon hide amounted to a little tap. Snorker grumbled, slightly cowed and stepped away. Appearently he has smelled something off, but the overall aroma was very delicious. Alfny sniffed the fish herself. It was lightly fermented. Dragons loved fermented fish and other foods. Whoever put the drugged fish here knew what they were doing and wanted to get on the island undetected.


Suddenly Varinn's Nightmare became agitated, jumping about and lobbing fireballs as far out to sea as he could muster. Varinn grabbed the spy glass out of his saddlebag and peered out in the direction the Nightmare shot the fireballs. "Dragon Hunters! Two men in a small boat! Possibly a large ship on the horizon." He quickly slid the spy glass back into place and jumped onto his dragon. "Let's get them!"


"Wait a minute!" They are nearly escaped. They have done whatever it is they came to do. We need to find out what that is. Whatever it is might happen quickly. Besides, we need the team to take on a Hunter ship," Alfny reasoned. Snorker started sniffing around the beach. He was finding something.


"But those two in the faering could tell us what they did ..." Varinn argued back. They stared at each other for a single moment. He knew what her counterpoint was - they "might" tell, or keep quiet until it was too late. He sighed. Instead he said, "I'll fly back and tell the others. You try to figure out where they went," he gestured at Snorker who was muttering to himself and sniffing at the beginning of a small trail leading up the mountain.


Alfny nodded, and the two Riders set to their tasks quickly. She followed behind Snorker, scrutinizing the occasional track from the Dragon Hunters. There were two different sets of foot prints. The foot prints were deeper in the soil pointing up the mountain and the few pointed down the mountain not as much. So they were burdened with something and left it.


At times the scrubby path was too narrow for a dragon to pass, so Alfny mounted up and the Mudraker glided just above the vegetation, inhaling the air as he flew. The trail continued up and up, winding through the rocks and shrubs and trees, and eventually gave way to dark volcanic rock. It led all the way to the top of the quiescent volcano, and right to the edge of the magmatic mouth. Snorker hovered on the breeze of hot air rising from the sedately bubbling magma pool below. "What on earth could they want to do in Dragon's Edge volcano?" Alfny murmured. Snorker grunted, and spread his arms, as if shrugging 'I don't know'. Whatever the reason, there was some nefarious purpose for sure. Alfny urged Snorker down into the volcanic mouth with her knees. The Mudraker grunted in annoyance. He wasn't one of the hotter-natured dragons that enjoyed a good molten rock sauna, nor ate it or spit it out.


They flew around the circumfrince inside, though Snorker refused to go lower than three-quarters in, the heat too much for his tastes, even though his dragony hide could take it. Alfny, on the other hand, had sweat beading on her forehead. "Oh just land somewhere and let me down!" Alfny snapped at her dragon. "I think I see something down there," she said pointing at some odd-looking rocks closer to the bubbling magma. Snorker growled back at her, but obliged by landing on a thin ledge, half-clinging to the rough, dark wall. Alfny hopped of onto the precarious ledge, then on second thought tied herself to Snorker's saddle with a rope in the saddle bag. Of course simple rope would not withstand fire and magma, but it was better than nothing. She hopped and climbed even lower to yet another rock shelf, the one with the rocks of interest. Two rocky, roughly conical stones sat there, easily reaching her wiast in hieght. The surfaces were deeply grooved, and their color was dull and nearly black, as if charred. There were faint jagged stripes on it. Toward the bottom, they settled flatly on the ledge, cracks crawling up the sides from where the stones met the rock of the ledge. Next to the two stones, were thick slabs that had a curve to them. Egg shells. Two lifeless eggs, and the remnents of a third. Except the shards were only charred on the edges, and otherwise had an orange color. There may have been dark brown striping in it, too. Alfny pocketed some of the smaller bits, then ran her hands over the pockets whole eggs, then stuck her cheek to them. Even with the tremendous volcanic heat, these eggs were cold and dead. Either they perished from possibly being tossed into the volcano, or they were already nonviable.


Snorker, still clinging to the rock wall, gave a short, sharp bark and peered downwards past Alfny. She looked along her dragon's gaze down to yet another ledge below her, close to the magma. At first glance, it appeared as though a blob of magma has oozed onto the ledge below. A firey orange with darker, cooler parts and brighter, hotter parts, just like the bubbling pool that spawned it. Yet it had a defined shape that materialized into a dragonet the size of a large dog. It stuck out a forepaw and dipped a tentative claw into the burning magma, as if testing the temperature.


"Careful!" Alfny blurted out. Certainly dragons can withstand molten rock, but perhaps not one so young and tender? The baby swiveled its head upwards toward her, regarding her with empty white eyes. "Come here, little one. It isn't time for a hot bath just yet," she murmured, trying to call the baby away from the the edge. She leaned over her own ledge as far as she could, reaching out to establish contact. Of course she had no idea if this baby of some species she wasn't familiar with would nip her hand like an Egg Biter or look for pats and comfort. And the expressionless face told her nothing. It's worth the risk, Alfny told herself.


The hatchling tilted its head to the side, without shifting its shoulders, like an inquisitive dog listening to the strange garbled utterances from its master. "That's a good ... boy, come here," Alfny beckoned. She didn't know what this hatchling was or why he was here alone, but she was determined to get him out. He decided to shuffle a little closer, dragging his orange tail like a lost puppy. He leaned forward, huffing hot breath on her hand. Suddenly, Alfny's lean over the ledge became a somersault face first toward the ledge and the magma, as her rope snapped. She bumped into the dragonet's shoulder, at least partially. Snorker was there instantly, roaring, and grabbing up Alfny and the baby in his forepaws just a few feet from the molten rock. Alfny was sure she smelled some singed hair. Snorker flew up and out of the volcano, and didn't stop until he reached the Clubhouse.


The Mudraker flew into the building, plopped his rider and the odd baby dragon down, before landing. It appeared that one of the other teams had returned - the all female one - and were lounging about the room, sipping on mutton stew that had been simmering on the hearth for hours. Apparently the rest of Alfny’s team had gone off after the Dragon Hunters. Alf has stood and and baby stood and righted her clothes, or in the lava-colored dragonet’s case, shook his body like a wet dog. Suddenly Snorker was on the baby, pushing him back down to the floor, holding him down with both front feet and growling into his face. The Mudraker roared while the baby squeaked shrilly back and tried to bite Snorker’s fingers,


”What are you doing?? He’s a BABY!!” Alfny cried, shocked at the behavior of her dragon, whom she had thought was a gentle, sociable creature. The women from the other team had jumped up, too, except their blonde leader, Annfrid.


Snorker blasted out his sonic breath, calculated to fall next to the hatchling’s head, and was powerful enough to rattle the wood boards across the room. Alfny snapped out of her shock and jumped toward the dragons.


”Let them be,” Annfrid said casually, sipping the rich broth from a deep mug. The other riders turned to look at her. The others were used to their leader’s blunt nature but not Alfny. She glared back, angry.


”Let them figure it out,” the blonde said, gesturing at the two dragons. Snorker stared at the dragonet. When the baby relaxed - submitted - Snorker let up. He then snorted and turned away, as if nothing had happened. The blue dragon went over to a corner, circled a few times, and settled down for a nap.


Everyone was quiet for a moment, then Alfny went over to the baby and patted him. He looked uninjured. 


Annfrid sighed, appearing to be irritated no one else saw what she saw. “He’s just establishing dominance. It’s normal,” she shrugged. 


Another rider from the other team, Pella, Alfny thought her name was, lighted up. “Oh, yes of course, but it does seem rather young to learn that lesson, don’t you think? Usually dominance displays don’t start happening until the dragon reaches about adolescence. Though he’s going to be a big species, it looks like,” she added.


Alfny smoothed back the dark red fins around the baby’s head. He had to nubs on his forehead. She touched them, but the baby ducked away. They seemed to be sensitive. The baby brought his head back up and started whining, keeping his mouth open. Of course he was hungry. Alfny got up and rummaged around some of the food crates and pulled out some smoked fish, then brought it back to the dragonet. “So what species do you think it is?” Alfny asked as she laid out the small fish in front of the baby.


Pella was already thumbing through her rather thick Dragon Journal to find out, muttering to herself.


The baby tilted his head again, eying the fish cautiously. He looked up at her then tentatively sucked the fish into his mouth and chewed reluctantly, then swallowed. He stuck his tongue out and shook his head, as if trying to rid himself of a bad taste. “Huh, well he doesn’t like that,” Alfny muttered. “Perhaps he doesn’t like smoke flavoring?”


Snorker who had been quietly resting in the corner, grunted and stepped over to the hearth, pushing aside one of the girls, and nudging the hot pot of mutton stew and the bowls around. “You are acting so strange,” Alfny admitted under her breath, but she thought she got the hint this time. She patted Snorker, then ladelled out some stew into a bowl and presented that to the dragonet. This time the baby sniffed the aroma and dove in, slurping it down greedily. The stew had all manner of vegetables, greens, and roots tossed into the pot, but more importantly hunks of mutton, cracked sheep bones, letting the marrow cook out and mixed in with a hearty portion of fat. “Well I guess you prefer land animals to fish, huh?” Alfny murmured.


After another two bowls, the baby burped and was finally finished. Snorker had retired back to the corner to rest. The baby looked around the Clubhouse with its expressionless gaze, but anyone could tell he was now very sleepy. His head turned toward Snorker, and he waffled over and propped himself up against the blue dragon. Snorker turned his head away to ignore him, but after a minute or two as the dragonet settled, his wing casually came down around the babe.


Alfny just blinked at the strange behavior. Pella, however, was furiously jotting down notes. Alfny walked over to her and looked over her shoulder into her Book of Dragons. Every Dragon Rider had to learn and copy the Book of Dragons, giving each and every one a reference tome of dragons in their own hand. Some peoples’ was much more detailed than others’. “Have you figured out what he is?”


Pella stopped writing, “No. No I haven’t,” she said, a little defeated.


”What about in Bork’s papers?” Alfny suggested. The original Papers were not here, but a meticulously crafted and organized copy stayed at Dragon’s Edge. The tome was huge. Alfny and Pella pulled out the book - or books, rather - and laid them out on another table away from the fire. The women sat down and started slowly looking through the pages.


For several hours the women poured over the information. Alfny was slightly annoyed that Pella was taking time to jot down any tidbit on any species that she came across in her own Journal. This was going to take a long time. Other Riders came and went through the Clubhouse. The rest of Alfny's team returned, with little other information. There was nothing aboard the small Dragon Hunter ship when they caught up with it, and the sailors said little to nothing. Alfny relayed that they appeared to have done nothing except drop a few dragon eggs into the volcano, and only one was viable, producing the strange wingless creature setting with Snorker. Other dragons sniffed at the baby, then snorted and left him alone. He did not seem very popular. Alfny gave him more stew, that someone had replenished with more mutton and marrow bones, root vegetables and hardy greens. Snorker ate some too, but was just as satisfied with some smoked fish soaked in the broth.


Alfny had laid out the egg shell shards on the table, and Pella was sketching them onto a new page in her Journal. The Mudraker Rider flipped through the pages, decifering the small writing. The least thing whomever had copied the papers could have done was at least organized the page a little better, rather than make a literal copy of all the notes and scratch in the corners or tilted at odd angles on the side of the pages! She was several pages past the Luminous Krayfin section, which was complete with notes from the hidden information Master Fishlegs had found. More about some other flightless dragons. Then there was a page about the Cavern Crasher, praising its diet of dragon eggs. There. THERE. a small, flat dragon face with pupiless eyes peered out of a bubbly line in the right top corner of the Cavern Crasher page. It had frills around its head and two long horns pointing forward coming from its forehead.


Would the Howlian be a Viking's best friend in war against dragons, were it not for the fact that it is a dragon itself. For this large beast has little interest in Vikings, but would gladly hunt down another dragon to sup on. It swims in liquid stone in heated mountains, a favorite place for other dragons to roost. It seems to absorb the heat and fires of other dragons, then send it back in bright explosive charges channeled through its horns like staffs of death. A Viking may consider leaving the Howlian be to do its dragon-slaying work, or perhaps aid it against fireless dragons.


"Oh ... OH" Alfny muttered. Things clicked into place. She pushed her book over to Pella. "I found him, I think. A Howlian."


Pella lit up instantly and started immediately jotting notes. "Probably a Stoker Class. Must have a high Attack value ..." she murmured, more to the page than to Alfny.


"But this makes sense, right? A dragon that eats other dragons. The Dragon Hunters were trying to put them here to wreak havoc on the island," Alfny surmised. "I need to tell the others." She grabbed up a stray Terrible Terror, and jotted a note to Birgr. He was still on the island of course, but who knows where exactly. The Terror flapped off after eating a smoked herring.


Alfny looked over to Snorker and the baby ... the baby Howlian. It made sense now, that Snorker wanted to assert dominance early on. Maybe the baby wouldn't grow up to eat him later on. He seemed to sense the predator in the baby, yet still - literally - took him under his wing. She went over and scratched the two beasts. The Howlian lifted his chin so she could get underneath. His empty white eyes belied nothing, but shifting the head for scratches was pretty universal.


Birgr stomped in, followed closely by Ragna, and a few moments later by Varinn. She explained what she had found.


"Then we need to take him somewhere else!" Birgr boomed, causing Snorker to grumble at the loudness.


"But he's so young right now, he might not survive. And we don't know where any others are," Alfny countered.


Birgr shook his head. "We can't risk him eating up our dragons," he said, slightly quieter. He unconsciously patted his tunic. His chest moved slightly, the little dragon sleeping there shifting.


Alfny stared at the floor. It just didn't seem right turning out a new hatchling. He would probably be eaten before he got a chance to eat another dragon.


Ragna spoke up in the silence. "Talk to some of the Riders that have Deathsongs. Or Scauldrons for that matter. It might be helpful," she suggested.


Birgr huffed. "First sign of trouble, he's out of here. We need to protect our own," he explained. "And get some lessons from a Death Song Rider," he added, glancing at Ragna. She did have a point after all.


Varinn lounged near the hearth, listening and staying silent. They all looked at the Howlian. "Isn't he cutem though?" Alfny asked.


"Well, uh, not especially," Birgr admitted, unable to fib. The dragonet swivelled his head to regard the tall Viking unblinkingly. Ragna jabbed Birgr in the ribs. He was as solid as an oak tree and barely noticed.



Alfny sat at a small desk in her hut. Snorker was snoring in the corner, while PuppyScale was on a fur rug chewing on a porpoise's skull. He was as high as her face at his censored withers and growing fast on a mixed diet of land creatures like yak, pigs, and reindeer. He also liked sea mammals. Birds were okay, and so were large predatory fish like sharks, swordfish, and tuna - only if she cooked and spiced them right, though. He was proving to be quite a handful, and Alfny was constantly worried about somehow 'messing up' and he might kill another dragon. There had been no incidences thus far. But she only allowed him to play with other dragons of around his own size, instructed riders of firebreathers not to shoot at him, and played lots and lots of fetch with him to burn off any excess energy. She even named him "Puppyscale", hoping a soft, friendly-sounding name might help other Riders feel more comfortable with him around. Also, he wagged his tail in happiness alot, just like a dog. Now he was getting too big to take on patrols with her and Snorker, and she worried about leaving him alone. She also encouraged friendlyness amongst the ice-breathing dragons on the Edge, as well as encouraged him to stay with them in a cavernous ice cave they had made for themselves to stay out of the heat. Snorker had taken up the role of a stern father, frequently putting him in his place and reminding him his air blast was not to be trifled with, perhaps a little more forcefully than he would have with the juvenile of another species. But other times he let PuppyScale under his wing, made sure he got food and brought him some of his own, and showed him how to socially be a (non-dragon-eating) dragon.


Alfny took a big swig of her lavender tea and looked back down at her journal. She had been drinking alot recently. Just then, there as a light rap on her door. "Come in," she said. Puppyscale  stopped chewing and grumbled a little, but stopped when he saw Varinn poke his head in. He jumped up with the skull in his mouth, took it to show Varinn, then settled back down on the rug.


Varinn shook the resulting slobber off his hands, and stepped in. "Hey, I want you to look at these," he said, walking over to her desk and pulling out a couple of old books. "You might find them helpful."


Alfny looked at the titles. "Training Hunting Dogs for Viking Dummies" and "The Sound of Hounds on the Hunt: Training Your Curs". "Why do I need books on dogs?" she asked, trying not to sound irritated. "Dragon Riders don't really need dogs since we've got dragons to train," she said, glancing at PuppyScale. "Besides, dogs are kind of like dragons, anyway."


"Exactly!" Varinn nodded vigorously. "Dogs are carnivores, you know, and would prey on lots of things, but the shepherd dog doesn't eat its sheep, and the hound doesn't kill the stag, unless the hunter wants it to. Its like we use their predator instincts to do things we want them to."


Alfny thumbed through one of the Books, not quite getting his point. "But I can't let him hunt dragons," she pointed out the obvious.


Varinn shrugged. "Of course not. But you know some of my family has used dogs to hunt things like boar and even wolves," he paused remembering something. "And ever since those Thorstons let the boars run amok on Dragon's Edge, we've been having problems between them and the resident dragons. I think just last week they destroyed a Terrible Terror nest. They've eaten some hatchlings, too."


"Well, he does like pork," Alfny said, finally seeing his point, and warming up to it rapidly. "He could hunt boar. Get to use his predator urges. Provide food and help the dragon community." She started thumbing through the pages with more earnesty.


"PuppyScale you are going to have a job."





I think its as done as I can get it :/


chameishida's picture
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Hey! That's totally okay! Just simply learn the progress of how to make Howlian live well with the other is good enough and yours is especially good because it explain throughly; the diet, the dominence and I especially like how you brought up domesticating dog into this. It made so much sense!

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Thanks so much for your

Thanks so much for your brilliant art!

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Joined: 02/22/2017
Save spot, please!

Save spot, please!

Joined: 02/22/2017
Sorry it took so long! Here

Sorry it took so long! Here goes!


Form: Adult

Main color: Red

secondary color: Orange

Marking: Yellow

Name: Rabshekah, for now... (later he gets a new name when he gets a new owner)

Gender: Male

history:  The sun set over the ocean, illuminating the forested mainland in fiery orange and red hues. A sinitrous woodreaper, bearing many scars of crossbow bolts, slunk from the long shadows of the trees to a tall man in a long coat with a fedora on his head who was waiting with crossed arms by the cliff's edge.

"Well? What have you discovered?" he asked.

"You will be pleassssed, Massster," the dragon hissed back. "I founnnd an island with a sssuitible volcano where a howliannn livessss." An evil smirk crept across the man's face as he replied, "You have done well, Nimrod. Take me to this dragon at once." The woodreaper lowered itself and allowed the man to mount him, then took off into the air. While flying, the two talked. Nimrod wanted to know why his rider wanted a howlian.

"I want this dragon for many reasons, Nimrod," the man said. "When we get it, I promise you will have your revenge on Phoenix Flamebourne for shooting you when I sent you after her." The dragon growled back, "Yessss, I eagerly await that. Lassst I sssaw, she had a woodreaperrr of her own and made it a weaklinnng. It sssits around drinking sssomething called "mocha" and doesssn't hunt or eat humansss! It iss a disssgrace to our sspeciesss!" The man patted the dragon's back and said, "I know, so you have told me. But rest assured, I will get rid of her and her ever-vigilant dragons and do what I was sent to do."

After flying for a brief while, the pair landed on the volcanic island Nimrod had mentioned. The woodreaper crawled cautiously to the edge of the volcano, where the man shielded his eyes from the heat and peered inside. A giant adult howlian swam in the lava, flicking the molten rock aside with its tail as it frolicked in the liquid flame.

"Perfect," the man said with a cunning grin. "Now, draw it out. Get its attention and lead it to me." The woodreaper whipped its head around to face his rider, and said, "But, Massster, thisss dragon eatsss dragonsss. How do I draw it out without getting eatennn?"

"You can fly, can't you? This dragon is clearly flightless. Just swoop down and make enough racket to get it to chase you, then fly to me!" Nimrod would have protested futher, but he knew not to cross this man and risk facing his wrath. He spread his scarred wings and glided into the blazing heat of the volcano.

"Dragon! I mussst ssspeak with youuu!" he said in dragon talk. The howlian stopped swimming and faced the woodreaper, licked its lips, and charged. Nimrod swooped to the side to avoid its crushing jaws, and the howlian bit the air. Indignant at the failure, the massive dragon scrambled up the side of the crater to follow the woodreaper as he flapped his wings and rose ever higher, higher out the howlian's reach. When it had finally clawed its way out of the volcano, the woodreaper had vanished and all the dragon saw was this very cute two-legged human. He momentarily gave up the chase to see this strange sight. Then the man's shadow moved, showing it was really the woodreaper. The howlian snarled and lowered its head to snap at the smaller dragon, but the human stepped in and raised his hands, clearly trying to stop the destruction of his beast. The howlian stopped, torn inside at what to do. It wanted to eat the impertinent pipsqueak that had disturbed his evening swim, but the adorable little human didn't want that to happen, and this human was particularly cute (at least in the howlian's mind). The man said, "Good, he is pausing to think. That means he may be tameable. Tell it what I want." Nimrod straighten up into full view of the massive red dragon and said (in dragon talk), "Thissss man isss Phineassss Vizelli, the greatessssst dragon hunter in the land. Ssspare me, and he will let you help him hunt many, many more dragonsss, and you will eat better than if you hunted alonnnne." The howlian tilted his head in contemplation as Vizelli raised a single hand out. The howlian lowered his head until his nose touched the man's hand, and both hunter and woodreaper smiled evilly. To them, the taming of the howlian would be the beginning of the end for one Phoenix Flamebourne.


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You know, when I came up with the idea for dragons it usually come with the scenario like how they're going to play out in the episode or story and this one is really close to what I've imagine their role to be (minus the woodreaper ofc) Howlian would make an easy dragon for dragon hunter and one heck of a thread for the hero until they right them in the end. Really curious to see how it's all going to turn out.

(I also like the part where the woodreaper imitate the human shape to trick the howlian!)

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Thanks! He looks great! Yes,

Thanks! He looks great! Yes, I've got quite the series planned for your fan dragons. It's actually easier for me to write the backstories as separate chapters of the same storyline than it is to have a separate story for each dragon. Hopefully I can write out the others soon, as soon as I figure out what order to put them in XD