CarrionEater's Clan

an economy class werewolf in a nice jacket. changeling child. green. they/them. INFJ. avid gamer. writer. extravagant tangle of intersections. the thin line between erotic and psychotic. paranoid lunatic with a heart of gold.

I'm a dragon breeder and lore writer. If you'd like to see some of my other writing, just send me a message. I also write fanfiction and original fiction, mostly urban fantasy. Your one stop Skydancer shop.

I'm active usually I just hate feeding these jerks xd

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The Whipporwill Briar

this lair is for dragons who are...touched. rumors about those who roost amongst the spires here abound, that they wandered into a fairy ring and were replaced with doppelgangers, that they ventured too far into a verdant wood and were both blessed and cursed by the forces hidden there, that they ate the fruit of the underworld and it forever marked them as different, apart from their dragon brethren who are more staid and cautious. arcane mysteries can obsess a dragon from this lair, sometimes making them forget even sustenance as they toy with the problem like other dragons toy with treasure. generally, their changeling nature can be found in their colors and even their genes; many dragons here boast the hues of sunsets, gems, and other fanciful things. tread cautiously, lest you get replaced with a changeling, never to be found again.