Hehehehehe. What's the point of snow if the hatchlings don't do that? Then complaining when they come out of the snow that they've got pins and needles, or that annoying sharp pain you get when freezing/warming up after freezing...
TOPIC | In Shadow of the Gods-Nuzlocke-COMPLETE
Hehehehehe. What's the point of snow if the hatchlings don't do that? Then complaining when they come out of the snow that they've got pins and needles, or that annoying sharp pain you get when freezing/warming up after freezing...
In The White
Edan’s mother had been careful when she picked the place to build their new home so many years back, and every winter, it paid off.
The blizzard hit hard, but within the tight ring of trees Edan’s clan made their home in, the worst of the storm couldn’t touch them.
For several nights, they couldn’t stray far from their home. But when the howling winds finally died down, the clan was left marveling at how different the area looked.
At times, it was easy to forget how young so much of his clan was. But watching Rorin, and the (former) nocturne crew marvel at the sight of the pure white snow that now covered the world around them was a very clear - and somewhat endearing - reminder.
“Wow, it’s so bright! It kinda… hurts my eyes!” Espen remarked before jumping out into a particularly large bank and letting out a sharp laugh. Her newly long and whiplike tail wagged joyfully behind her as she gathered snow in her claws and started rolling it. “Gods - it’s so cold. You said you do it like this, right Edan?”
“Yep, but pack it tighter,” Edan replied, smirking at the newest mirror’s attempts to make a snowball before turning back to work on uncovering the garden with Clara. “Or else it’s not gonna stick together.”
“Do you think they’re okay?” Clara asked, humming to herself nervously as she dug the snow off of carefully tilled soil. “I’ve been trying to hard to figure out how to make the dirt stay warm, but it’s really hard to - ”
“Now Clare, don’t worry too much,” Edan chastised gently. “The seeds haven’t even sprouted yet, and we planted the ones that can handle the winter anyhow. They’ll be fine.”
“I’m trying not to, but it’s just,” Clara paused, chewing on her lip. “We don’t have a lot, you kno - oh, don’t you dare!”
Edan turned to see Clara glaring up at Espen, who now had a well-made snowball clutched in her talon and ready to throw.
“Hey! We’re busy, girl! Go bug someone else!” he snapped, waving her away.
“Fiiine,” Espen sighed, rolling her eyes and - for just a moment - looking disappointed before gleefully charging into the longhouse.
Moments later, a furious shout came from within, and Espen dashed back outside with Marshall charging after her, the remnants of her snowball clinging to his back.
Hazel rushed out after, pulling Veldr along with her by his arm.
“Hey, how about you get the snow off these steps?” she asked, pointing and tracing out a rough path between the two buildings in the air. “Make a walkway, you know.”
“Alright,” Veldr nodded, then sighed and went to retrieve a shovel.
Clade poked his head outside, shuddered visibly, then ducked back indoors.
In a similar vein, Saerun was simply leaning in the doorway of Edan’s house, a blanket wrapped tightly around her as she watched the others.
“Not a fan of the cold, I take it?” Edan asked, stepping back from the garden now that it was clear of snow.
Saerun shook her head and chuckled to herself, briefly sticking her tongue out in a surprisingly playful manner.
“Not at all. But…” she paused, nodding toward the gaggle of younger dragons charging through the snow. “It’s kinda fun to watch them.”
“Mhm,” Edan nodded, turning to watch as Marshall finally caught up with his sister and tackled her to the ground as she shrieked with laughter.
“I’m done!” Clara loped toward the group. “Can I play with you too?”
“Ah - ” Marshal jumped up, releasing a snow-covered Espen from his grasp. “Yeah, pipsqueak, of course.”
“Clara!” Espen lunged forward and grabbed the young tundra, pulling her down into a hug. “You’re so waaarm!”
“Espen!” Hazel shouted. “Let her go! Don’t be weird!”
“Aw, come on! I can hug my little sister if I want t - ”
She was interrupted as Clara shoved a fistful of snow in her face and stood, trotting toward the longhouse. “Clade! Will you come out and play with us?”
“Don’t think he will, Clara,” Edan called out. “The cold’s rough on him - especially now that he’s such a spindly thing. Best to leave him be.”
Clara’s ears drooped.
Espen got up and shook herself off, then made a beeline toward Edan’s house and stood in front of Saerun, cocking her head to the side.
“What about Ciron? Can he come out to play?”
“I’m busy,” came Ciron’s voice from within the building.
“What are you doing?” Espen asked, carefully stepping past Saerun and poking her head in through the doorway.
“I’m meditating - focusing my magic,” the pearlcatcher replied, annoyance in his tone.
“But you do that every day!” Espen protested. “The snow will be gone in a few days! At least come out for a little bit.”
“Might be better training if you try it in a new environment,” Saerun suggested, smirking a bit at the young mirror’s effort. “Calm amidst the storm, and all that.”
“It’s too distracting,” Ciron protested.
“That’s the point!” Saerun rolled her eyes. “You’ll need your magic most of all when things are crazy, so practice it when it’s crazy!”
The pearlcatcher grumbled and stepped outside, much to Espen’s delight.
The mirror jumped back and forth beside him - and even leapt over him as he stomped out into the cold, evidently trying to shut out everything else.
But that didn’t last long - deep, thundering footfalls and excited chatter from just outside their territory caught everyone’s attention.
Ila flew into view first, her back to the rest of the clan as she coached the group behind her.
“We’re here! That’s the last of the big banks, just push on through!”
Prazien eased her massive form through the trees and shook her head and wings, loosing the snow that covered much of her.
“Ugh, finally,” the imperial sighed, smiling in greeting as she looked over Edan and the rest. “I can’t recognize a thing out in that snow.”
Solveig trotted into view and Prazien crouched down, allowing the pearlcatcher to help their hatchlings down.
“Hah, your son’s already bigger than you!” Marshall remarked, pointing at the imperial hatchling with amusement as he leapt down on his own.
The infant pearlcatchers waited patiently for Solveig to pick them up one-by-one, cradling their pearls close to their chests as they trudged their way through the snow toward the buildings.
Looking over the triplets, it occurred to Edan for the first time that neither Solveig or Veldr had pearls. Strange.
Once all four of her children were safely down, Praz braced herself and shook her entire body, sending snow and pine needles flying in all directions. Then she let out a pleased huff and trotted into the clearing.
“Hello, Edan,” she said, lowering her head to be at level with him. “Are we on time?”
“Yep,” Edan nodded. “The stews should be ready to come off the heat any minute now. We’ll have ‘em outside, make it more fair for you and all.”
“Oh, I don’t mind if you want to eat inside!” the imperial waved a foreclaw dismissively. “There’s no need for everyone to be in the cold! I hardly feel it at all, honestly.”
“Eh, it was already planned,” the mirror replied. “We’ve all been getting used to the temp so we can go for a hunt later. …Except Clade.”
“Ah. Which one is that?”
“The spiral,” Ila offered before heading inside, one of the little pearlcatchers holding her tail and following along behind.
“Ah, the water one,” Prazien replied with a knowing nod. “Should have figured… anyway. If you insist, I won’t protest. We did come here for, uh… family time, as it were.”
“Hm,” Edan nodded. “How have you both been doing? Was the storm rough on you?”
“Not so much,” Prazien shook her head. “We blocked the cave’s opening and kept the snow out. The worst part was digging it back out… the ground was frozen solid. I’m glad we… we buried the fifth before the storm hit.”
Edan nodded again, unsure of how to respond.
“Four is… a good hatch,” Prazien stated simply, shutting her eyes and nodding to herself.
“Maybe you should take those eggs that Edan’s been trying to hatch by his fire for like, months,” Espen interjected, her initial excitement wilting when Edan gave her an at once stern and horrified look. “…Be…cause you must be very good at hatching them, and… uh…”
“I have… my talons full,” Prazien replied, tilting her head. “But… maybe after these four are grown. If those haven’t hatched yet. Found eggs can take a while.”
“Um, yeah, that makes sense,” Espen replied before turning and stiffly walking away, her tail dragging on the ground. Ciron rushed to walk beside her, and she said something inaudible that resulted in the pearlcatcher gently thumping her shoulder with his wing.
Fortunately, Ila came out of the house, two large steaming pots, bowls, and several loaves of bread towed behind her in a wagon. Rorin followed behind, holding it all steady as they made their way out into the snow.
And just behind him, the pearlcatcher hatchling followed, holding another loaf of bread proudly and carefully. She dashed toward her mother and held it out.
“Oh, did you carry that all this way,” Prazien gushed. “What a good job!”
Edan let out a relieved sigh at the change of mood, then clapped his talons together and called out.
“Alright, everyone. Food’s done! Come grab a bowl when you’re ready!”
Snow day!
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Edan’s mother had been careful when she picked the place to build their new home so many years back, and every winter, it paid off.
The blizzard hit hard, but within the tight ring of trees Edan’s clan made their home in, the worst of the storm couldn’t touch them.
For several nights, they couldn’t stray far from their home. But when the howling winds finally died down, the clan was left marveling at how different the area looked.
At times, it was easy to forget how young so much of his clan was. But watching Rorin, and the (former) nocturne crew marvel at the sight of the pure white snow that now covered the world around them was a very clear - and somewhat endearing - reminder.
“Wow, it’s so bright! It kinda… hurts my eyes!” Espen remarked before jumping out into a particularly large bank and letting out a sharp laugh. Her newly long and whiplike tail wagged joyfully behind her as she gathered snow in her claws and started rolling it. “Gods - it’s so cold. You said you do it like this, right Edan?”
“Yep, but pack it tighter,” Edan replied, smirking at the newest mirror’s attempts to make a snowball before turning back to work on uncovering the garden with Clara. “Or else it’s not gonna stick together.”
“Do you think they’re okay?” Clara asked, humming to herself nervously as she dug the snow off of carefully tilled soil. “I’ve been trying to hard to figure out how to make the dirt stay warm, but it’s really hard to - ”
“Now Clare, don’t worry too much,” Edan chastised gently. “The seeds haven’t even sprouted yet, and we planted the ones that can handle the winter anyhow. They’ll be fine.”
“I’m trying not to, but it’s just,” Clara paused, chewing on her lip. “We don’t have a lot, you kno - oh, don’t you dare!”
Edan turned to see Clara glaring up at Espen, who now had a well-made snowball clutched in her talon and ready to throw.
“Hey! We’re busy, girl! Go bug someone else!” he snapped, waving her away.
“Fiiine,” Espen sighed, rolling her eyes and - for just a moment - looking disappointed before gleefully charging into the longhouse.
Moments later, a furious shout came from within, and Espen dashed back outside with Marshall charging after her, the remnants of her snowball clinging to his back.
Hazel rushed out after, pulling Veldr along with her by his arm.
“Hey, how about you get the snow off these steps?” she asked, pointing and tracing out a rough path between the two buildings in the air. “Make a walkway, you know.”
“Alright,” Veldr nodded, then sighed and went to retrieve a shovel.
Clade poked his head outside, shuddered visibly, then ducked back indoors.
In a similar vein, Saerun was simply leaning in the doorway of Edan’s house, a blanket wrapped tightly around her as she watched the others.
“Not a fan of the cold, I take it?” Edan asked, stepping back from the garden now that it was clear of snow.
Saerun shook her head and chuckled to herself, briefly sticking her tongue out in a surprisingly playful manner.
“Not at all. But…” she paused, nodding toward the gaggle of younger dragons charging through the snow. “It’s kinda fun to watch them.”
“Mhm,” Edan nodded, turning to watch as Marshall finally caught up with his sister and tackled her to the ground as she shrieked with laughter.
“I’m done!” Clara loped toward the group. “Can I play with you too?”
“Ah - ” Marshal jumped up, releasing a snow-covered Espen from his grasp. “Yeah, pipsqueak, of course.”
“Clara!” Espen lunged forward and grabbed the young tundra, pulling her down into a hug. “You’re so waaarm!”
“Espen!” Hazel shouted. “Let her go! Don’t be weird!”
“Aw, come on! I can hug my little sister if I want t - ”
She was interrupted as Clara shoved a fistful of snow in her face and stood, trotting toward the longhouse. “Clade! Will you come out and play with us?”
“Don’t think he will, Clara,” Edan called out. “The cold’s rough on him - especially now that he’s such a spindly thing. Best to leave him be.”
Clara’s ears drooped.
Espen got up and shook herself off, then made a beeline toward Edan’s house and stood in front of Saerun, cocking her head to the side.
“What about Ciron? Can he come out to play?”
“I’m busy,” came Ciron’s voice from within the building.
“What are you doing?” Espen asked, carefully stepping past Saerun and poking her head in through the doorway.
“I’m meditating - focusing my magic,” the pearlcatcher replied, annoyance in his tone.
“But you do that every day!” Espen protested. “The snow will be gone in a few days! At least come out for a little bit.”
“Might be better training if you try it in a new environment,” Saerun suggested, smirking a bit at the young mirror’s effort. “Calm amidst the storm, and all that.”
“It’s too distracting,” Ciron protested.
“That’s the point!” Saerun rolled her eyes. “You’ll need your magic most of all when things are crazy, so practice it when it’s crazy!”
The pearlcatcher grumbled and stepped outside, much to Espen’s delight.
The mirror jumped back and forth beside him - and even leapt over him as he stomped out into the cold, evidently trying to shut out everything else.
But that didn’t last long - deep, thundering footfalls and excited chatter from just outside their territory caught everyone’s attention.
Ila flew into view first, her back to the rest of the clan as she coached the group behind her.
“We’re here! That’s the last of the big banks, just push on through!”
Prazien eased her massive form through the trees and shook her head and wings, loosing the snow that covered much of her.
“Ugh, finally,” the imperial sighed, smiling in greeting as she looked over Edan and the rest. “I can’t recognize a thing out in that snow.”
Solveig trotted into view and Prazien crouched down, allowing the pearlcatcher to help their hatchlings down.
“Hah, your son’s already bigger than you!” Marshall remarked, pointing at the imperial hatchling with amusement as he leapt down on his own.
The infant pearlcatchers waited patiently for Solveig to pick them up one-by-one, cradling their pearls close to their chests as they trudged their way through the snow toward the buildings.
Looking over the triplets, it occurred to Edan for the first time that neither Solveig or Veldr had pearls. Strange.
Once all four of her children were safely down, Praz braced herself and shook her entire body, sending snow and pine needles flying in all directions. Then she let out a pleased huff and trotted into the clearing.
“Hello, Edan,” she said, lowering her head to be at level with him. “Are we on time?”
“Yep,” Edan nodded. “The stews should be ready to come off the heat any minute now. We’ll have ‘em outside, make it more fair for you and all.”
“Oh, I don’t mind if you want to eat inside!” the imperial waved a foreclaw dismissively. “There’s no need for everyone to be in the cold! I hardly feel it at all, honestly.”
“Eh, it was already planned,” the mirror replied. “We’ve all been getting used to the temp so we can go for a hunt later. …Except Clade.”
“Ah. Which one is that?”
“The spiral,” Ila offered before heading inside, one of the little pearlcatchers holding her tail and following along behind.
“Ah, the water one,” Prazien replied with a knowing nod. “Should have figured… anyway. If you insist, I won’t protest. We did come here for, uh… family time, as it were.”
“Hm,” Edan nodded. “How have you both been doing? Was the storm rough on you?”
“Not so much,” Prazien shook her head. “We blocked the cave’s opening and kept the snow out. The worst part was digging it back out… the ground was frozen solid. I’m glad we… we buried the fifth before the storm hit.”
Edan nodded again, unsure of how to respond.
“Four is… a good hatch,” Prazien stated simply, shutting her eyes and nodding to herself.
“Maybe you should take those eggs that Edan’s been trying to hatch by his fire for like, months,” Espen interjected, her initial excitement wilting when Edan gave her an at once stern and horrified look. “…Be…cause you must be very good at hatching them, and… uh…”
“I have… my talons full,” Prazien replied, tilting her head. “But… maybe after these four are grown. If those haven’t hatched yet. Found eggs can take a while.”
“Um, yeah, that makes sense,” Espen replied before turning and stiffly walking away, her tail dragging on the ground. Ciron rushed to walk beside her, and she said something inaudible that resulted in the pearlcatcher gently thumping her shoulder with his wing.
Fortunately, Ila came out of the house, two large steaming pots, bowls, and several loaves of bread towed behind her in a wagon. Rorin followed behind, holding it all steady as they made their way out into the snow.
And just behind him, the pearlcatcher hatchling followed, holding another loaf of bread proudly and carefully. She dashed toward her mother and held it out.
“Oh, did you carry that all this way,” Prazien gushed. “What a good job!”
Edan let out a relieved sigh at the change of mood, then clapped his talons together and called out.
“Alright, everyone. Food’s done! Come grab a bowl when you’re ready!”
Snow day!
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In The White
Edan’s mother had been careful when she picked the place to build their new home so many years back, and every winter, it paid off.
The blizzard hit hard, but within the tight ring of trees Edan’s clan made their home in, the worst of the storm couldn’t touch them.
For several nights, they couldn’t stray far from their home. But when the howling winds finally died down, the clan was left marveling at how different the area looked.
At times, it was easy to forget how young so much of his clan was. But watching Rorin, and the (former) nocturne crew marvel at the sight of the pure white snow that now covered the world around them was a very clear - and somewhat endearing - reminder.
“Wow, it’s so bright! It kinda… hurts my eyes!” Espen remarked before jumping out into a particularly large bank and letting out a sharp laugh. Her newly long and whiplike tail wagged joyfully behind her as she gathered snow in her claws and started rolling it. “Gods - it’s so cold. You said you do it like this, right Edan?”
“Yep, but pack it tighter,” Edan replied, smirking at the newest mirror’s attempts to make a snowball before turning back to work on uncovering the garden with Clara. “Or else it’s not gonna stick together.”
“Do you think they’re okay?” Clara asked, humming to herself nervously as she dug the snow off of carefully tilled soil. “I’ve been trying to hard to figure out how to make the dirt stay warm, but it’s really hard to - ”
“Now Clare, don’t worry too much,” Edan chastised gently. “The seeds haven’t even sprouted yet, and we planted the ones that can handle the winter anyhow. They’ll be fine.”
“I’m trying not to, but it’s just,” Clara paused, chewing on her lip. “We don’t have a lot, you kno - oh, don’t you dare!”
Edan turned to see Clara glaring up at Espen, who now had a well-made snowball clutched in her talon and ready to throw.
“Hey! We’re busy, girl! Go bug someone else!” he snapped, waving her away.
“Fiiine,” Espen sighed, rolling her eyes and - for just a moment - looking disappointed before gleefully charging into the longhouse.
Moments later, a furious shout came from within, and Espen dashed back outside with Marshall charging after her, the remnants of her snowball clinging to his back.
Hazel rushed out after, pulling Veldr along with her by his arm.
“Hey, how about you get the snow off these steps?” she asked, pointing and tracing out a rough path between the two buildings in the air. “Make a walkway, you know.”
“Alright,” Veldr nodded, then sighed and went to retrieve a shovel.
Clade poked his head outside, shuddered visibly, then ducked back indoors.
In a similar vein, Saerun was simply leaning in the doorway of Edan’s house, a blanket wrapped tightly around her as she watched the others.
“Not a fan of the cold, I take it?” Edan asked, stepping back from the garden now that it was clear of snow.
Saerun shook her head and chuckled to herself, briefly sticking her tongue out in a surprisingly playful manner.
“Not at all. But…” she paused, nodding toward the gaggle of younger dragons charging through the snow. “It’s kinda fun to watch them.”
“Mhm,” Edan nodded, turning to watch as Marshall finally caught up with his sister and tackled her to the ground as she shrieked with laughter.
“I’m done!” Clara loped toward the group. “Can I play with you too?”
“Ah - ” Marshal jumped up, releasing a snow-covered Espen from his grasp. “Yeah, pipsqueak, of course.”
“Clara!” Espen lunged forward and grabbed the young tundra, pulling her down into a hug. “You’re so waaarm!”
“Espen!” Hazel shouted. “Let her go! Don’t be weird!”
“Aw, come on! I can hug my little sister if I want t - ”
She was interrupted as Clara shoved a fistful of snow in her face and stood, trotting toward the longhouse. “Clade! Will you come out and play with us?”
“Don’t think he will, Clara,” Edan called out. “The cold’s rough on him - especially now that he’s such a spindly thing. Best to leave him be.”
Clara’s ears drooped.
Espen got up and shook herself off, then made a beeline toward Edan’s house and stood in front of Saerun, cocking her head to the side.
“What about Ciron? Can he come out to play?”
“I’m busy,” came Ciron’s voice from within the building.
“What are you doing?” Espen asked, carefully stepping past Saerun and poking her head in through the doorway.
“I’m meditating - focusing my magic,” the pearlcatcher replied, annoyance in his tone.
“But you do that every day!” Espen protested. “The snow will be gone in a few days! At least come out for a little bit.”
“Might be better training if you try it in a new environment,” Saerun suggested, smirking a bit at the young mirror’s effort. “Calm amidst the storm, and all that.”
“It’s too distracting,” Ciron protested.
“That’s the point!” Saerun rolled her eyes. “You’ll need your magic most of all when things are crazy, so practice it when it’s crazy!”
The pearlcatcher grumbled and stepped outside, much to Espen’s delight.
The mirror jumped back and forth beside him - and even leapt over him as he stomped out into the cold, evidently trying to shut out everything else.
But that didn’t last long - deep, thundering footfalls and excited chatter from just outside their territory caught everyone’s attention.
Ila flew into view first, her back to the rest of the clan as she coached the group behind her.
“We’re here! That’s the last of the big banks, just push on through!”
Prazien eased her massive form through the trees and shook her head and wings, loosing the snow that covered much of her.
“Ugh, finally,” the imperial sighed, smiling in greeting as she looked over Edan and the rest. “I can’t recognize a thing out in that snow.”
Solveig trotted into view and Prazien crouched down, allowing the pearlcatcher to help their hatchlings down.
“Hah, your son’s already bigger than you!” Marshall remarked, pointing at the imperial hatchling with amusement as he leapt down on his own.
The infant pearlcatchers waited patiently for Solveig to pick them up one-by-one, cradling their pearls close to their chests as they trudged their way through the snow toward the buildings.
Looking over the triplets, it occurred to Edan for the first time that neither Solveig or Veldr had pearls. Strange.
Once all four of her children were safely down, Praz braced herself and shook her entire body, sending snow and pine needles flying in all directions. Then she let out a pleased huff and trotted into the clearing.
“Hello, Edan,” she said, lowering her head to be at level with him. “Are we on time?”
“Yep,” Edan nodded. “The stews should be ready to come off the heat any minute now. We’ll have ‘em outside, make it more fair for you and all.”
“Oh, I don’t mind if you want to eat inside!” the imperial waved a foreclaw dismissively. “There’s no need for everyone to be in the cold! I hardly feel it at all, honestly.”
“Eh, it was already planned,” the mirror replied. “We’ve all been getting used to the temp so we can go for a hunt later. …Except Clade.”
“Ah. Which one is that?”
“The spiral,” Ila offered before heading inside, one of the little pearlcatchers holding her tail and following along behind.
“Ah, the water one,” Prazien replied with a knowing nod. “Should have figured… anyway. If you insist, I won’t protest. We did come here for, uh… family time, as it were.”
“Hm,” Edan nodded. “How have you both been doing? Was the storm rough on you?”
“Not so much,” Prazien shook her head. “We blocked the cave’s opening and kept the snow out. The worst part was digging it back out… the ground was frozen solid. I’m glad we… we buried the fifth before the storm hit.”
Edan nodded again, unsure of how to respond.
“Four is… a good hatch,” Prazien stated simply, shutting her eyes and nodding to herself.
“Maybe you should take those eggs that Edan’s been trying to hatch by his fire for like, months,” Espen interjected, her initial excitement wilting when Edan gave her an at once stern and horrified look. “…Be…cause you must be very good at hatching them, and… uh…”
“I have… my talons full,” Prazien replied, tilting her head. “But… maybe after these four are grown. If those haven’t hatched yet. Found eggs can take a while.”
“Um, yeah, that makes sense,” Espen replied before turning and stiffly walking away, her tail dragging on the ground. Ciron rushed to walk beside her, and she said something inaudible that resulted in the pearlcatcher gently thumping her shoulder with his wing.
Fortunately, Ila came out of the house, two large steaming pots, bowls, and several loaves of bread towed behind her in a wagon. Rorin followed behind, holding it all steady as they made their way out into the snow.
And just behind him, the pearlcatcher hatchling followed, holding another loaf of bread proudly and carefully. She dashed toward her mother and held it out.
“Oh, did you carry that all this way,” Prazien gushed. “What a good job!”
Edan let out a relieved sigh at the change of mood, then clapped his talons together and called out.
“Alright, everyone. Food’s done! Come grab a bowl when you’re ready!”
Snow day!
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Edan’s mother had been careful when she picked the place to build their new home so many years back, and every winter, it paid off.
The blizzard hit hard, but within the tight ring of trees Edan’s clan made their home in, the worst of the storm couldn’t touch them.
For several nights, they couldn’t stray far from their home. But when the howling winds finally died down, the clan was left marveling at how different the area looked.
At times, it was easy to forget how young so much of his clan was. But watching Rorin, and the (former) nocturne crew marvel at the sight of the pure white snow that now covered the world around them was a very clear - and somewhat endearing - reminder.
“Wow, it’s so bright! It kinda… hurts my eyes!” Espen remarked before jumping out into a particularly large bank and letting out a sharp laugh. Her newly long and whiplike tail wagged joyfully behind her as she gathered snow in her claws and started rolling it. “Gods - it’s so cold. You said you do it like this, right Edan?”
“Yep, but pack it tighter,” Edan replied, smirking at the newest mirror’s attempts to make a snowball before turning back to work on uncovering the garden with Clara. “Or else it’s not gonna stick together.”
“Do you think they’re okay?” Clara asked, humming to herself nervously as she dug the snow off of carefully tilled soil. “I’ve been trying to hard to figure out how to make the dirt stay warm, but it’s really hard to - ”
“Now Clare, don’t worry too much,” Edan chastised gently. “The seeds haven’t even sprouted yet, and we planted the ones that can handle the winter anyhow. They’ll be fine.”
“I’m trying not to, but it’s just,” Clara paused, chewing on her lip. “We don’t have a lot, you kno - oh, don’t you dare!”
Edan turned to see Clara glaring up at Espen, who now had a well-made snowball clutched in her talon and ready to throw.
“Hey! We’re busy, girl! Go bug someone else!” he snapped, waving her away.
“Fiiine,” Espen sighed, rolling her eyes and - for just a moment - looking disappointed before gleefully charging into the longhouse.
Moments later, a furious shout came from within, and Espen dashed back outside with Marshall charging after her, the remnants of her snowball clinging to his back.
Hazel rushed out after, pulling Veldr along with her by his arm.
“Hey, how about you get the snow off these steps?” she asked, pointing and tracing out a rough path between the two buildings in the air. “Make a walkway, you know.”
“Alright,” Veldr nodded, then sighed and went to retrieve a shovel.
Clade poked his head outside, shuddered visibly, then ducked back indoors.
In a similar vein, Saerun was simply leaning in the doorway of Edan’s house, a blanket wrapped tightly around her as she watched the others.
“Not a fan of the cold, I take it?” Edan asked, stepping back from the garden now that it was clear of snow.
Saerun shook her head and chuckled to herself, briefly sticking her tongue out in a surprisingly playful manner.
“Not at all. But…” she paused, nodding toward the gaggle of younger dragons charging through the snow. “It’s kinda fun to watch them.”
“Mhm,” Edan nodded, turning to watch as Marshall finally caught up with his sister and tackled her to the ground as she shrieked with laughter.
“I’m done!” Clara loped toward the group. “Can I play with you too?”
“Ah - ” Marshal jumped up, releasing a snow-covered Espen from his grasp. “Yeah, pipsqueak, of course.”
“Clara!” Espen lunged forward and grabbed the young tundra, pulling her down into a hug. “You’re so waaarm!”
“Espen!” Hazel shouted. “Let her go! Don’t be weird!”
“Aw, come on! I can hug my little sister if I want t - ”
She was interrupted as Clara shoved a fistful of snow in her face and stood, trotting toward the longhouse. “Clade! Will you come out and play with us?”
“Don’t think he will, Clara,” Edan called out. “The cold’s rough on him - especially now that he’s such a spindly thing. Best to leave him be.”
Clara’s ears drooped.
Espen got up and shook herself off, then made a beeline toward Edan’s house and stood in front of Saerun, cocking her head to the side.
“What about Ciron? Can he come out to play?”
“I’m busy,” came Ciron’s voice from within the building.
“What are you doing?” Espen asked, carefully stepping past Saerun and poking her head in through the doorway.
“I’m meditating - focusing my magic,” the pearlcatcher replied, annoyance in his tone.
“But you do that every day!” Espen protested. “The snow will be gone in a few days! At least come out for a little bit.”
“Might be better training if you try it in a new environment,” Saerun suggested, smirking a bit at the young mirror’s effort. “Calm amidst the storm, and all that.”
“It’s too distracting,” Ciron protested.
“That’s the point!” Saerun rolled her eyes. “You’ll need your magic most of all when things are crazy, so practice it when it’s crazy!”
The pearlcatcher grumbled and stepped outside, much to Espen’s delight.
The mirror jumped back and forth beside him - and even leapt over him as he stomped out into the cold, evidently trying to shut out everything else.
But that didn’t last long - deep, thundering footfalls and excited chatter from just outside their territory caught everyone’s attention.
Ila flew into view first, her back to the rest of the clan as she coached the group behind her.
“We’re here! That’s the last of the big banks, just push on through!”
Prazien eased her massive form through the trees and shook her head and wings, loosing the snow that covered much of her.
“Ugh, finally,” the imperial sighed, smiling in greeting as she looked over Edan and the rest. “I can’t recognize a thing out in that snow.”
Solveig trotted into view and Prazien crouched down, allowing the pearlcatcher to help their hatchlings down.
“Hah, your son’s already bigger than you!” Marshall remarked, pointing at the imperial hatchling with amusement as he leapt down on his own.
The infant pearlcatchers waited patiently for Solveig to pick them up one-by-one, cradling their pearls close to their chests as they trudged their way through the snow toward the buildings.
Looking over the triplets, it occurred to Edan for the first time that neither Solveig or Veldr had pearls. Strange.
Once all four of her children were safely down, Praz braced herself and shook her entire body, sending snow and pine needles flying in all directions. Then she let out a pleased huff and trotted into the clearing.
“Hello, Edan,” she said, lowering her head to be at level with him. “Are we on time?”
“Yep,” Edan nodded. “The stews should be ready to come off the heat any minute now. We’ll have ‘em outside, make it more fair for you and all.”
“Oh, I don’t mind if you want to eat inside!” the imperial waved a foreclaw dismissively. “There’s no need for everyone to be in the cold! I hardly feel it at all, honestly.”
“Eh, it was already planned,” the mirror replied. “We’ve all been getting used to the temp so we can go for a hunt later. …Except Clade.”
“Ah. Which one is that?”
“The spiral,” Ila offered before heading inside, one of the little pearlcatchers holding her tail and following along behind.
“Ah, the water one,” Prazien replied with a knowing nod. “Should have figured… anyway. If you insist, I won’t protest. We did come here for, uh… family time, as it were.”
“Hm,” Edan nodded. “How have you both been doing? Was the storm rough on you?”
“Not so much,” Prazien shook her head. “We blocked the cave’s opening and kept the snow out. The worst part was digging it back out… the ground was frozen solid. I’m glad we… we buried the fifth before the storm hit.”
Edan nodded again, unsure of how to respond.
“Four is… a good hatch,” Prazien stated simply, shutting her eyes and nodding to herself.
“Maybe you should take those eggs that Edan’s been trying to hatch by his fire for like, months,” Espen interjected, her initial excitement wilting when Edan gave her an at once stern and horrified look. “…Be…cause you must be very good at hatching them, and… uh…”
“I have… my talons full,” Prazien replied, tilting her head. “But… maybe after these four are grown. If those haven’t hatched yet. Found eggs can take a while.”
“Um, yeah, that makes sense,” Espen replied before turning and stiffly walking away, her tail dragging on the ground. Ciron rushed to walk beside her, and she said something inaudible that resulted in the pearlcatcher gently thumping her shoulder with his wing.
Fortunately, Ila came out of the house, two large steaming pots, bowls, and several loaves of bread towed behind her in a wagon. Rorin followed behind, holding it all steady as they made their way out into the snow.
And just behind him, the pearlcatcher hatchling followed, holding another loaf of bread proudly and carefully. She dashed toward her mother and held it out.
“Oh, did you carry that all this way,” Prazien gushed. “What a good job!”
Edan let out a relieved sigh at the change of mood, then clapped his talons together and called out.
“Alright, everyone. Food’s done! Come grab a bowl when you’re ready!”
Snow day!
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Ooh, fun! I never get snow where I am which, is kind of a disappointment. Even though I hate the cold.
What's in the stew?
What's in the stew?
@SallyJane
Going by the logic that dragons of all breeds can eat anything, but only get nutrition out of their specified foods, most large, one pot meals contain a mix of every food group.
This is... almost entirely true for the two stews the clan made, with one difference:
One stew is veggies, meat and fish, and the other is veggies and insects.
Going by the logic that dragons of all breeds can eat anything, but only get nutrition out of their specified foods, most large, one pot meals contain a mix of every food group.
This is... almost entirely true for the two stews the clan made, with one difference:
One stew is veggies, meat and fish, and the other is veggies and insects.
@SallyJane
Going by the logic that dragons of all breeds can eat anything, but only get nutrition out of their specified foods, most large, one pot meals contain a mix of every food group.
This is... almost entirely true for the two stews the clan made, with one difference:
One stew is veggies, meat and fish, and the other is veggies and insects.
Going by the logic that dragons of all breeds can eat anything, but only get nutrition out of their specified foods, most large, one pot meals contain a mix of every food group.
This is... almost entirely true for the two stews the clan made, with one difference:
One stew is veggies, meat and fish, and the other is veggies and insects.
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Minor update: I've made a few addendums to my list of rules, and added explanations when necessary.
Minor update: I've made a few addendums to my list of rules, and added explanations when necessary.
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@Dovalore
@Fuurin
I just wanted to write something kinda... yeah, simple and cute. And show some character interactions when the group's all together and able to relax somewhat.
With everything snowed in they don't really have to worry about anyone dangerous wandering through. The perfect time for a small picnic-type celebration. 'u'
@Fuurin
I just wanted to write something kinda... yeah, simple and cute. And show some character interactions when the group's all together and able to relax somewhat.
With everything snowed in they don't really have to worry about anyone dangerous wandering through. The perfect time for a small picnic-type celebration. 'u'
@Dovalore
@Fuurin
I just wanted to write something kinda... yeah, simple and cute. And show some character interactions when the group's all together and able to relax somewhat.
With everything snowed in they don't really have to worry about anyone dangerous wandering through. The perfect time for a small picnic-type celebration. 'u'
@Fuurin
I just wanted to write something kinda... yeah, simple and cute. And show some character interactions when the group's all together and able to relax somewhat.
With everything snowed in they don't really have to worry about anyone dangerous wandering through. The perfect time for a small picnic-type celebration. 'u'
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Hey folks, this is a non lore update but I'm so, so happy to show you that another full team made it to level 25 without any deaths!
[img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/88a5f304423c0f44bd0956c4806eac94/tumblr_pmbs1n5PXX1rcva9po1_540.png[/img]
I guess this is almost spoilers? But also like. Not. Because to be frank any of you guys could look at my lair and either see a dragon is level 25 or like, exalted.
So let's celebrate together! <3
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Hey folks, this is a non lore update but I'm so, so happy to show you that another full team made it to level 25 without any deaths!
I guess this is almost spoilers? But also like. Not. Because to be frank any of you guys could look at my lair and either see a dragon is level 25 or like, exalted.
So let's celebrate together! <3
@Dovalore, @Valishtu, @Gloomyvibes, @AnimeLover9631, @Akash, @tigressRising, @ArgenteaMoon, @mintSMASH, @StormWendjule, @IronPen, @Solaristigres, @Acuarela, @Rivix, @Keet, @Farwalker, @catmeow1, @fuurin, @owlstar7, @amberclawed, @Cngx, @Arinemera, @Weredogalism, @Kosaa, @astrallis, @ShadewingRising, @Kyaritty, @Chalkolate, @Luteia, @Drachenschwinge, @Kaskade, @InfiniteIrony, @Darunia, @OrderedChaos, @Kaskade, @Viperfishy, @SallyJane
(@shirotsubaki6564 adding you!)
I guess this is almost spoilers? But also like. Not. Because to be frank any of you guys could look at my lair and either see a dragon is level 25 or like, exalted.
So let's celebrate together! <3
@Dovalore, @Valishtu, @Gloomyvibes, @AnimeLover9631, @Akash, @tigressRising, @ArgenteaMoon, @mintSMASH, @StormWendjule, @IronPen, @Solaristigres, @Acuarela, @Rivix, @Keet, @Farwalker, @catmeow1, @fuurin, @owlstar7, @amberclawed, @Cngx, @Arinemera, @Weredogalism, @Kosaa, @astrallis, @ShadewingRising, @Kyaritty, @Chalkolate, @Luteia, @Drachenschwinge, @Kaskade, @InfiniteIrony, @Darunia, @OrderedChaos, @Kaskade, @Viperfishy, @SallyJane
(@shirotsubaki6564 adding you!)
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