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TOPIC | Are You My Charge? 100HatchlingChallenge
Welcome back! That chapter was certainly an emotional one, oof. How will poor Debris recover? D^:
Welcome back! That chapter was certainly an emotional one, oof. How will poor Debris recover? D^:
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@/Phoebici : Thank you! Causing suffering, I am sorry [s]it's so fun[/s]
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@ZippoFeuer : I've got some fun arcs planned for her :3
@/SariStar : Mood XD
Alright, here's the next mate chapter! It's just a little... Different. I hope you enjoy!
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Debris avoided her friends for awhile after that. She would make small talk with Daunt and Fiona and anyone who was persistent enough to follow her, but she was still working through a lot. No one else was there. No one saw him turn like that at a drop of an eggshell. Everyone believed her, but no one else [i]knew[/i] like she did.
Darth had let him run off away from the clan and into the wilderness, and Tressa, the clan leader, had declared he was exiled from the clan, and anyone who saw him was to report them to an authority figure as soon as possible. He would likely never come back.
Monarch, Mint, adn Sky all stayed longer than most of her hatchlings did. They had grown incredibly close to their mother after that whole ordeal. And, no one wanted to say it, they were afraid to leave. Nightwing could be out there.
So they trained at home to be stronger than he would be if he found them, and made friends with the clan members, but Debris’ heart broke a little bit more each day as she saw each of her three children weighing the decision to go find their charge and the possibility of getting attacked by their father.
Debris almost hoped he would come find her specifically. She was bitter on missing the chance to rip his throat out.
And so, she hit the right spot in her cycle again, and she was ready to nest.
But she wasn’t ready to be with another guy again.
And that was how she ended up in Abrianna’s small lab-like workspace, looking around at all the instruments nervously.
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“Hello, dear, how can I help you?” Abrianna asked, smiling pleasantly at her. She had a soothing, kind voice that reminded Debris of an open field, and Debris found herself relaxing quickly.
“I, uh, was looking to, uhm, lay another clutch…” Debris started awkwardly, and Abrianna got a sympathetic, understanding look.
“Are you having trouble conceiving again?” Abrianna asked, stepping towards her to gently lay a stubby hand on Debris’ side. Embarrassed, Debris stuttered instead of answering, and Abrianna took that as ‘continue’. “You’ve been through trauma recently, it would be enough to upset your cycle or to cause some psychosomatic problems to bring themselves about. Are you able to-?”
“I don’t know!” Debris squeaked out quickly, interrupting her. She was [i]so[/i] glad she didn’t ask Fiona to come with her and help her with this. Abrianna, quizzical now, simply cocked her head and allowed her to continue. Clearing her throat, Debris said “I, uh, don’t think I have any psycho… somina… tic... “ She gave up on that word. “I don’t think I have any problems conceiving but I was, uh, hoping I could do it without another male dragon, at this time?” She finished, face burning.
Abrianna ‘ah’d in understanding and nodded. “You would like to be artificially inseminated?”
“Yes,” Debris choked out, entire body hot with embarrassment. This was nothing to be ashamed of. So why did it feel like it was?
“Was there a male who offered?” Abrianna asked, taking a seat on the ground and gesturing Debris do the same.
“N-No, not really, just… If like… Anyone…” Debris started, unable to speak draconic in full sentences.
“I understand,” Abrianna said with a nod, letting her eyes close in thought for a moment. After a minute’s (excruciating minute) thought, she seemed to remember something and stated “I recently had a young dragon come by and inform me he was leaving the clan to serve Windsinger and, in his words, “find himself,” but he wanted his legacy to live on in the clan. Did you know Ruben?”
“No, not at all,” Debris said, and somehow that made this less weird. She wasn’t sure why.
“Would you like to talk about the possibility of having a nest with the sample he left behind?” Abrianna asked, shuffling away and returning with a handful of forms.
“Yes,” Debris said immediately, relieved. She could continue her search, and she didn’t need to use a guy to do it this time. She was thrilled.
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“I’m sorry, you did [i]what[/i]?” Fiona asked, incredulous, as she looked over Debris sitting on her nest.
[img]http://flightrising.com/images/nests/3/3healthy_0dead.png[/img]
“Had a nest without needing a man,” Debris said, proud of herself. After laying the nest, she couldn’t very well avoid er friends given she would be on the nest for the while, and the high of accomplishment kept her from being too troubled. She didn’t need anyone ever again if she didn’t want. “Abrianna provided me with the, eh… Ability to nest.” Debris answered awkwardly, looking down at the three eggs she had lain, content for the first time in awhile.
“With,” Fiona started, blinking in surprise. “With like. Who would be the genetic father of these children?”
“Did you know a dragon named Ruben, grey pearlcatcher, red underbelly?” Debris asked, startling when Fiona physically recoiled. She had a bad feeling about this.
“Bri, he was so [i]weird[/i],” Fiona started, and Debris relaxed. Fiona was just slow to like others, there was nothing wrong with Ruben. “What if his kids are weird too?”
“Then [i]I[/i] will raise [i]my[/i] children without your help,” Debris spat immediately, bristling. Fiona inhaled sharply and Debris felt her heart rate increase. She had just, without even a hint of friendliness or sarcasm, snapped at Fiona. She hadn’t even said anything particularly horrible. “I’m sorry, Fi, I don’t-”
“I get it,” Fiona interrupted her, scowling. “With everything that happened, I get it.” Silence fell over the two, and Fiona turned away, grumbling under her breath. “I’ll come back later with Daunt. He’s better at this kind of stuff.” With that, she started towards the door.
Debris watched her go, feeling a lump rise in her throat. “I’m sorry, Fi.”
“It’s not your fault,” Fiona said back, and then, she was gone.
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Debris had been prepared to nest on these eggs alone. She had been prepared to sit through the whole thing and raise them on her own. She was prepared for the long hours of lonliness.
What no one had prepared Debris or anyone else for was the Slumber.
Debris hadn’t been hatched yet when the first one hit.
Something in the air changed. Everyone was lethargic and confused and slowly putting on pounds. It affected those that weren’t even born in the clan but moved here from elsewhere. Eventually, the dragons around her started dropping like flies, not emerging from their caves or cocoons or caverns. Activity just… stopped.
With only one other couple in the renovated nesting grounds, Debris was left with no one to turn to as she started to feel herself slip away against her will. What was happening? Why was it happening? Were they going to be okay?
The last thing Debris remembered before she fell asleep was seeing Fiona practically drag herself into the nesting grounds, hissing slightly from the strain of fighting the urge to sleep. Debris tried to say something, anything to her, but her mouth just kind of fell open.
“If you thought I was leaving you here alone, you’re an idiot,” Fiona hissed, flopping over against Debris’ side in exhaustion before she allowed herself to fall asleep. Debris’ eyes filled with grateful tears, and she slipped away herself.
At least this time, she wasn’t alone.
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OKAY I totally forgot when I wrote this chapter to save Ruben's BBC before I exalted him so I coulnd't show him off. Therefore our clan fertility specialist gets to guest star instead :3 I got her so that I could claim the gay couples in my clan had children with her assistance instead of having to be with someone other than their mate. She's good and pure. I'm also high key excited to write in my hiatus how the clan sees it.
Anyway, the hatching will be posted tomorrow when I finish with it, and her children from the last nest are still up for adoption! Thanks again for reading!
@SariStar @Mollusk @Returu @Dragonfruiteen @TheAwesoMew @Tufira @AmberVRaptor @Insectoid @Cinderspark @bfkitsune @Flay624 @EccentricElf23 @ShatterSoul @Wolfyblocks @Foxe @GloryEternal @phantomsonic @Akura @EmeraldJubilee @BlueCoriander @GhostPepper @LostTravels @Redtiger7736 @ChromeAsh @BlackIvy @Alcorin
@/Phoebici : Thank you! Causing suffering, I am sorryit's so fun
@/Dragonfruiteen : Mood
@/BlueCoriander : Thank you so much, I really appreciate it!
@/SunsetScorpion : THANK YOU I'm happy to be back!
@ZippoFeuer : I've got some fun arcs planned for her :3
@/SariStar : Mood XD
Alright, here's the next mate chapter! It's just a little... Different. I hope you enjoy!
Debris avoided her friends for awhile after that. She would make small talk with Daunt and Fiona and anyone who was persistent enough to follow her, but she was still working through a lot. No one else was there. No one saw him turn like that at a drop of an eggshell. Everyone believed her, but no one else knew like she did.
Darth had let him run off away from the clan and into the wilderness, and Tressa, the clan leader, had declared he was exiled from the clan, and anyone who saw him was to report them to an authority figure as soon as possible. He would likely never come back.
Monarch, Mint, adn Sky all stayed longer than most of her hatchlings did. They had grown incredibly close to their mother after that whole ordeal. And, no one wanted to say it, they were afraid to leave. Nightwing could be out there.
So they trained at home to be stronger than he would be if he found them, and made friends with the clan members, but Debris’ heart broke a little bit more each day as she saw each of her three children weighing the decision to go find their charge and the possibility of getting attacked by their father.
Debris almost hoped he would come find her specifically. She was bitter on missing the chance to rip his throat out.
And so, she hit the right spot in her cycle again, and she was ready to nest.
But she wasn’t ready to be with another guy again.
And that was how she ended up in Abrianna’s small lab-like workspace, looking around at all the instruments nervously.
“Hello, dear, how can I help you?” Abrianna asked, smiling pleasantly at her. She had a soothing, kind voice that reminded Debris of an open field, and Debris found herself relaxing quickly.
“I, uh, was looking to, uhm, lay another clutch…” Debris started awkwardly, and Abrianna got a sympathetic, understanding look.
“Are you having trouble conceiving again?” Abrianna asked, stepping towards her to gently lay a stubby hand on Debris’ side. Embarrassed, Debris stuttered instead of answering, and Abrianna took that as ‘continue’. “You’ve been through trauma recently, it would be enough to upset your cycle or to cause some psychosomatic problems to bring themselves about. Are you able to-?”
“I don’t know!” Debris squeaked out quickly, interrupting her. She was so glad she didn’t ask Fiona to come with her and help her with this. Abrianna, quizzical now, simply cocked her head and allowed her to continue. Clearing her throat, Debris said “I, uh, don’t think I have any psycho… somina… tic... “ She gave up on that word. “I don’t think I have any problems conceiving but I was, uh, hoping I could do it without another male dragon, at this time?” She finished, face burning.
Abrianna ‘ah’d in understanding and nodded. “You would like to be artificially inseminated?”
“Yes,” Debris choked out, entire body hot with embarrassment. This was nothing to be ashamed of. So why did it feel like it was?
“Was there a male who offered?” Abrianna asked, taking a seat on the ground and gesturing Debris do the same.
“N-No, not really, just… If like… Anyone…” Debris started, unable to speak draconic in full sentences.
“I understand,” Abrianna said with a nod, letting her eyes close in thought for a moment. After a minute’s (excruciating minute) thought, she seemed to remember something and stated “I recently had a young dragon come by and inform me he was leaving the clan to serve Windsinger and, in his words, “find himself,” but he wanted his legacy to live on in the clan. Did you know Ruben?”
“No, not at all,” Debris said, and somehow that made this less weird. She wasn’t sure why.
“Would you like to talk about the possibility of having a nest with the sample he left behind?” Abrianna asked, shuffling away and returning with a handful of forms.
“Yes,” Debris said immediately, relieved. She could continue her search, and she didn’t need to use a guy to do it this time. She was thrilled.
“I’m sorry, you did what?” Fiona asked, incredulous, as she looked over Debris sitting on her nest.
“Had a nest without needing a man,” Debris said, proud of herself. After laying the nest, she couldn’t very well avoid er friends given she would be on the nest for the while, and the high of accomplishment kept her from being too troubled. She didn’t need anyone ever again if she didn’t want. “Abrianna provided me with the, eh… Ability to nest.” Debris answered awkwardly, looking down at the three eggs she had lain, content for the first time in awhile.
“With,” Fiona started, blinking in surprise. “With like. Who would be the genetic father of these children?”
“Did you know a dragon named Ruben, grey pearlcatcher, red underbelly?” Debris asked, startling when Fiona physically recoiled. She had a bad feeling about this.
“Bri, he was so weird,” Fiona started, and Debris relaxed. Fiona was just slow to like others, there was nothing wrong with Ruben. “What if his kids are weird too?”
“Then I will raise my children without your help,” Debris spat immediately, bristling. Fiona inhaled sharply and Debris felt her heart rate increase. She had just, without even a hint of friendliness or sarcasm, snapped at Fiona. She hadn’t even said anything particularly horrible. “I’m sorry, Fi, I don’t-”
“I get it,” Fiona interrupted her, scowling. “With everything that happened, I get it.” Silence fell over the two, and Fiona turned away, grumbling under her breath. “I’ll come back later with Daunt. He’s better at this kind of stuff.” With that, she started towards the door.
Debris watched her go, feeling a lump rise in her throat. “I’m sorry, Fi.”
“It’s not your fault,” Fiona said back, and then, she was gone.
Debris had been prepared to nest on these eggs alone. She had been prepared to sit through the whole thing and raise them on her own. She was prepared for the long hours of lonliness.
What no one had prepared Debris or anyone else for was the Slumber.
Debris hadn’t been hatched yet when the first one hit.
Something in the air changed. Everyone was lethargic and confused and slowly putting on pounds. It affected those that weren’t even born in the clan but moved here from elsewhere. Eventually, the dragons around her started dropping like flies, not emerging from their caves or cocoons or caverns. Activity just… stopped.
With only one other couple in the renovated nesting grounds, Debris was left with no one to turn to as she started to feel herself slip away against her will. What was happening? Why was it happening? Were they going to be okay?
The last thing Debris remembered before she fell asleep was seeing Fiona practically drag herself into the nesting grounds, hissing slightly from the strain of fighting the urge to sleep. Debris tried to say something, anything to her, but her mouth just kind of fell open.
“If you thought I was leaving you here alone, you’re an idiot,” Fiona hissed, flopping over against Debris’ side in exhaustion before she allowed herself to fall asleep. Debris’ eyes filled with grateful tears, and she slipped away herself.
At least this time, she wasn’t alone.
OKAY I totally forgot when I wrote this chapter to save Ruben's BBC before I exalted him so I coulnd't show him off. Therefore our clan fertility specialist gets to guest star instead :3 I got her so that I could claim the gay couples in my clan had children with her assistance instead of having to be with someone other than their mate. She's good and pure. I'm also high key excited to write in my hiatus how the clan sees it.
Anyway, the hatching will be posted tomorrow when I finish with it, and her children from the last nest are still up for adoption! Thanks again for reading!
@/Phoebici : Thank you! Causing suffering, I am sorry
@/Dragonfruiteen : Mood
@/BlueCoriander : Thank you so much, I really appreciate it!
@/SunsetScorpion : THANK YOU I'm happy to be back!
@ZippoFeuer : I've got some fun arcs planned for her :3
@/SariStar : Mood XD
Alright, here's the next mate chapter! It's just a little... Different. I hope you enjoy!
Debris avoided her friends for awhile after that. She would make small talk with Daunt and Fiona and anyone who was persistent enough to follow her, but she was still working through a lot. No one else was there. No one saw him turn like that at a drop of an eggshell. Everyone believed her, but no one else knew like she did.
Darth had let him run off away from the clan and into the wilderness, and Tressa, the clan leader, had declared he was exiled from the clan, and anyone who saw him was to report them to an authority figure as soon as possible. He would likely never come back.
Monarch, Mint, adn Sky all stayed longer than most of her hatchlings did. They had grown incredibly close to their mother after that whole ordeal. And, no one wanted to say it, they were afraid to leave. Nightwing could be out there.
So they trained at home to be stronger than he would be if he found them, and made friends with the clan members, but Debris’ heart broke a little bit more each day as she saw each of her three children weighing the decision to go find their charge and the possibility of getting attacked by their father.
Debris almost hoped he would come find her specifically. She was bitter on missing the chance to rip his throat out.
And so, she hit the right spot in her cycle again, and she was ready to nest.
But she wasn’t ready to be with another guy again.
And that was how she ended up in Abrianna’s small lab-like workspace, looking around at all the instruments nervously.
“Hello, dear, how can I help you?” Abrianna asked, smiling pleasantly at her. She had a soothing, kind voice that reminded Debris of an open field, and Debris found herself relaxing quickly.
“I, uh, was looking to, uhm, lay another clutch…” Debris started awkwardly, and Abrianna got a sympathetic, understanding look.
“Are you having trouble conceiving again?” Abrianna asked, stepping towards her to gently lay a stubby hand on Debris’ side. Embarrassed, Debris stuttered instead of answering, and Abrianna took that as ‘continue’. “You’ve been through trauma recently, it would be enough to upset your cycle or to cause some psychosomatic problems to bring themselves about. Are you able to-?”
“I don’t know!” Debris squeaked out quickly, interrupting her. She was so glad she didn’t ask Fiona to come with her and help her with this. Abrianna, quizzical now, simply cocked her head and allowed her to continue. Clearing her throat, Debris said “I, uh, don’t think I have any psycho… somina… tic... “ She gave up on that word. “I don’t think I have any problems conceiving but I was, uh, hoping I could do it without another male dragon, at this time?” She finished, face burning.
Abrianna ‘ah’d in understanding and nodded. “You would like to be artificially inseminated?”
“Yes,” Debris choked out, entire body hot with embarrassment. This was nothing to be ashamed of. So why did it feel like it was?
“Was there a male who offered?” Abrianna asked, taking a seat on the ground and gesturing Debris do the same.
“N-No, not really, just… If like… Anyone…” Debris started, unable to speak draconic in full sentences.
“I understand,” Abrianna said with a nod, letting her eyes close in thought for a moment. After a minute’s (excruciating minute) thought, she seemed to remember something and stated “I recently had a young dragon come by and inform me he was leaving the clan to serve Windsinger and, in his words, “find himself,” but he wanted his legacy to live on in the clan. Did you know Ruben?”
“No, not at all,” Debris said, and somehow that made this less weird. She wasn’t sure why.
“Would you like to talk about the possibility of having a nest with the sample he left behind?” Abrianna asked, shuffling away and returning with a handful of forms.
“Yes,” Debris said immediately, relieved. She could continue her search, and she didn’t need to use a guy to do it this time. She was thrilled.
“I’m sorry, you did what?” Fiona asked, incredulous, as she looked over Debris sitting on her nest.
“Had a nest without needing a man,” Debris said, proud of herself. After laying the nest, she couldn’t very well avoid er friends given she would be on the nest for the while, and the high of accomplishment kept her from being too troubled. She didn’t need anyone ever again if she didn’t want. “Abrianna provided me with the, eh… Ability to nest.” Debris answered awkwardly, looking down at the three eggs she had lain, content for the first time in awhile.
“With,” Fiona started, blinking in surprise. “With like. Who would be the genetic father of these children?”
“Did you know a dragon named Ruben, grey pearlcatcher, red underbelly?” Debris asked, startling when Fiona physically recoiled. She had a bad feeling about this.
“Bri, he was so weird,” Fiona started, and Debris relaxed. Fiona was just slow to like others, there was nothing wrong with Ruben. “What if his kids are weird too?”
“Then I will raise my children without your help,” Debris spat immediately, bristling. Fiona inhaled sharply and Debris felt her heart rate increase. She had just, without even a hint of friendliness or sarcasm, snapped at Fiona. She hadn’t even said anything particularly horrible. “I’m sorry, Fi, I don’t-”
“I get it,” Fiona interrupted her, scowling. “With everything that happened, I get it.” Silence fell over the two, and Fiona turned away, grumbling under her breath. “I’ll come back later with Daunt. He’s better at this kind of stuff.” With that, she started towards the door.
Debris watched her go, feeling a lump rise in her throat. “I’m sorry, Fi.”
“It’s not your fault,” Fiona said back, and then, she was gone.
Debris had been prepared to nest on these eggs alone. She had been prepared to sit through the whole thing and raise them on her own. She was prepared for the long hours of lonliness.
What no one had prepared Debris or anyone else for was the Slumber.
Debris hadn’t been hatched yet when the first one hit.
Something in the air changed. Everyone was lethargic and confused and slowly putting on pounds. It affected those that weren’t even born in the clan but moved here from elsewhere. Eventually, the dragons around her started dropping like flies, not emerging from their caves or cocoons or caverns. Activity just… stopped.
With only one other couple in the renovated nesting grounds, Debris was left with no one to turn to as she started to feel herself slip away against her will. What was happening? Why was it happening? Were they going to be okay?
The last thing Debris remembered before she fell asleep was seeing Fiona practically drag herself into the nesting grounds, hissing slightly from the strain of fighting the urge to sleep. Debris tried to say something, anything to her, but her mouth just kind of fell open.
“If you thought I was leaving you here alone, you’re an idiot,” Fiona hissed, flopping over against Debris’ side in exhaustion before she allowed herself to fall asleep. Debris’ eyes filled with grateful tears, and she slipped away herself.
At least this time, she wasn’t alone.
OKAY I totally forgot when I wrote this chapter to save Ruben's BBC before I exalted him so I coulnd't show him off. Therefore our clan fertility specialist gets to guest star instead :3 I got her so that I could claim the gay couples in my clan had children with her assistance instead of having to be with someone other than their mate. She's good and pure. I'm also high key excited to write in my hiatus how the clan sees it.
Anyway, the hatching will be posted tomorrow when I finish with it, and her children from the last nest are still up for adoption! Thanks again for reading!
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Okay, what is this 'slumber' thing? Yearly hibernation?
Okay, what is this 'slumber' thing? Yearly hibernation?
I'm so excited for an update!!!! And so devastated Nightwing turned out to be such a dingus :'/
But I love this update!! Can't wait to see more aaaaaa
was the 'slumber' your way of interpreting the hiatus? bc it's honestly lovely
Also I drew a gijinka of Dawn and her gfs if you're? ? interested? I dunno
But I love this update!! Can't wait to see more aaaaaa
was the 'slumber' your way of interpreting the hiatus? bc it's honestly lovely
Also I drew a gijinka of Dawn and her gfs if you're? ? interested? I dunno
I'm so excited for an update!!!! And so devastated Nightwing turned out to be such a dingus :'/
But I love this update!! Can't wait to see more aaaaaa
was the 'slumber' your way of interpreting the hiatus? bc it's honestly lovely
Also I drew a gijinka of Dawn and her gfs if you're? ? interested? I dunno
But I love this update!! Can't wait to see more aaaaaa
was the 'slumber' your way of interpreting the hiatus? bc it's honestly lovely
Also I drew a gijinka of Dawn and her gfs if you're? ? interested? I dunno
Aaah, welcome back! I've gotta say, that was a return with a bang XD Nightwing, I swear to Arcanist, I'll break your neck in 7 different places the moment I see you...
EDIT: Actually, you know what? His children deserve better. Much better. I will be happy to offer a safe place for Mint. You can say many things about my matriarch Nightcatcher, but she IS very protective of her clan.Lair space? Restraint? What is it?
EDIT: Actually, you know what? His children deserve better. Much better. I will be happy to offer a safe place for Mint. You can say many things about my matriarch Nightcatcher, but she IS very protective of her clan.
Aaah, welcome back! I've gotta say, that was a return with a bang XD Nightwing, I swear to Arcanist, I'll break your neck in 7 different places the moment I see you...
EDIT: Actually, you know what? His children deserve better. Much better. I will be happy to offer a safe place for Mint. You can say many things about my matriarch Nightcatcher, but she IS very protective of her clan.Lair space? Restraint? What is it?
EDIT: Actually, you know what? His children deserve better. Much better. I will be happy to offer a safe place for Mint. You can say many things about my matriarch Nightcatcher, but she IS very protective of her clan.
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If you need Ruben's code, here it is!
[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon= 19310104]
[img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/193102/19310104.png[/img]
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[code][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon= 19310104]
[img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/193102/19310104.png[/img]
[/url][/code]
Just so you can keep the front page of this challenge updated!
I only know how to reconstruct icons for exalted dragons because I've had to do that for my own lore, haha ^^
If you need Ruben's code, here it is!
Just so you can keep the front page of this challenge updated!
I only know how to reconstruct icons for exalted dragons because I've had to do that for my own lore, haha ^^
Code:
[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon= 19310104]
[img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/193102/19310104.png[/img]
[/url]
Just so you can keep the front page of this challenge updated!
I only know how to reconstruct icons for exalted dragons because I've had to do that for my own lore, haha ^^
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@DragonPrincess27
Those chapters were awesome XD
Any chance Sky is still available? If he is could i adopt him please? Remnant here needs a protector, incase Control comes back to 'collect' her, and her half brother (as well as one of Debris previous hatchlings - Ghost) may not always be around
Those chapters were awesome XD
Any chance Sky is still available? If he is could i adopt him please? Remnant here needs a protector, incase Control comes back to 'collect' her, and her half brother (as well as one of Debris previous hatchlings - Ghost) may not always be around
@DragonPrincess27
Those chapters were awesome XD
Any chance Sky is still available? If he is could i adopt him please? Remnant here needs a protector, incase Control comes back to 'collect' her, and her half brother (as well as one of Debris previous hatchlings - Ghost) may not always be around
Those chapters were awesome XD
Any chance Sky is still available? If he is could i adopt him please? Remnant here needs a protector, incase Control comes back to 'collect' her, and her half brother (as well as one of Debris previous hatchlings - Ghost) may not always be around
