Username: Thewarywatcher13
User ID: 39058
Dragon Name: Sprocket
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As much as she loved her clan, Sprocket could never resist an opportunity to return to the land of her birth. And there was no better opportunity for scavenging parts than the midst of the yearly Thundercrack. While she sat patiently through the guides explaining the business of walking and wavers, Cogger was less inclined to sit still. She had to keep a paw clasped around one of the automaton's metal legs throughout the speech, lest he run off. Cogger was never deliberately disobedient, but there remained some.. kinks in his personality that no dragon had ever been able to work out. He had been rejected from the spires where the mechanical spiders usually worked on account of these flaws, and would've been scrapped entirely if she hadn't taken him away on the firm insistence that nothing was ever truly broken, only suited for a different purpose.
What exactly he was suited for was still unclear, but Sprocket would gladly spend the rest of her life tinkering on him to find out.
Her own attention began to waver when she makes out something shiny in the cavern wall. Shiny was good- most worthwhile materials in the Expanse were shiny after being processed. The fae let go of her creeper and bounded forward to check it out. She may well get herself into trouble this way, but the risk didn't deter her. After all, where was the excitement in life if everything worked out as planned?
User ID: 39058
Dragon Name: Sprocket
Dragon Picture:
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As much as she loved her clan, Sprocket could never resist an opportunity to return to the land of her birth. And there was no better opportunity for scavenging parts than the midst of the yearly Thundercrack. While she sat patiently through the guides explaining the business of walking and wavers, Cogger was less inclined to sit still. She had to keep a paw clasped around one of the automaton's metal legs throughout the speech, lest he run off. Cogger was never deliberately disobedient, but there remained some.. kinks in his personality that no dragon had ever been able to work out. He had been rejected from the spires where the mechanical spiders usually worked on account of these flaws, and would've been scrapped entirely if she hadn't taken him away on the firm insistence that nothing was ever truly broken, only suited for a different purpose.
What exactly he was suited for was still unclear, but Sprocket would gladly spend the rest of her life tinkering on him to find out.
Her own attention began to waver when she makes out something shiny in the cavern wall. Shiny was good- most worthwhile materials in the Expanse were shiny after being processed. The fae let go of her creeper and bounded forward to check it out. She may well get herself into trouble this way, but the risk didn't deter her. After all, where was the excitement in life if everything worked out as planned?