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Aurum's Clan
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Hello~ My clan began with Kylara and Mufasa, my first dragons, and several gifted dragons, Zephos, Thornbrood, Breeze, and Ghrian. It has since expanded with breeding! Um, also, if you want to be friends I'd like that. Friends are good.
The young Fae dragon looked proudly at the small glistening roost of sap, high on a cliff side.
'It's perfect! You like snuggling, don'tcha?' she cooed to her familiar. Leaning down, she let it clamber onto her back and soared up to the roost.
'We can stay here for tonight. Tomorrow, we'll find somewhere even better!' Kylara exclaimed. She adjusted her headband, pulling it down over her eyes, before curling around her familiar.
An hour later, Kylara remembered rushing air and snapping. Her eyes flew open, the traditional spring green of the Wind Flight, and she quickly pulled up her headband.
'Hurry up wings! FLAP!' she cried out. The springy grass was getting closer, as the Fae struggled to get right-side up.
A large figure grabbed her sides tightly, grunting heavily as he pulled her up, stopping the momentum. Her familiar yelped, a thump following.
'You okay?' the savior rumbled.
It was a large, navy blue Tundra dragon. He shifted on his talons, glancing at the cover of trees.
'I'm only okay thanks to you! I knew a cliff top wasn't a good place to sleep,' Kylara huffed. 'My name's Kylara of Wind Flight. Yours?'
'Mufasa of Wind Flight.'
Kylara scratched at her neck before coughing awkwardly.
'Thanks, uh, Mufasa. You seem pretty dependable. Wanna... stick around?'
And thus, the Golden Clan of the Zephyr Steppes was born.
The young Fae dragon looked proudly at the small glistening roost of sap, high on a cliff side.
'It's perfect! You like snuggling, don'tcha?' she cooed to her familiar. Leaning down, she let it clamber onto her back and soared up to the roost.
'We can stay here for tonight. Tomorrow, we'll find somewhere even better!' Kylara exclaimed. She adjusted her headband, pulling it down over her eyes, before curling around her familiar.
An hour later, Kylara remembered rushing air and snapping. Her eyes flew open, the traditional spring green of the Wind Flight, and she quickly pulled up her headband.
'Hurry up wings! FLAP!' she cried out. The springy grass was getting closer, as the Fae struggled to get right-side up.
A large figure grabbed her sides tightly, grunting heavily as he pulled her up, stopping the momentum. Her familiar yelped, a thump following.
'You okay?' the savior rumbled.
It was a large, navy blue Tundra dragon. He shifted on his talons, glancing at the cover of trees.
'I'm only okay thanks to you! I knew a cliff top wasn't a good place to sleep,' Kylara huffed. 'My name's Kylara of Wind Flight. Yours?'
'Mufasa of Wind Flight.'
Kylara scratched at her neck before coughing awkwardly.
'Thanks, uh, Mufasa. You seem pretty dependable. Wanna... stick around?'
And thus, the Golden Clan of the Zephyr Steppes was born.
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No problem :) And just a quick tip for future reference, usually when someone comments on your clan profile, you should reply on their clan profile. Otherwise, they may not see your reply.
Thank you for the dragon! He/she seems like a really lovely one. Honestly, the hospitality of you Windies >o
Hello fellow Windie! Thought I'd stop and say hi since you're a bit newer :) You have a nice lair starting out there. That and I've been running around gifting dragons to newbies :D Check out the crossroads, you've got a surprise waiting for you.
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