aFrog's Clan

-Current Status (Hiatus/Active/Idle): Active

Hi! I'm aFrog, you can call me Frog or Lauvre, and I use she/her pronouns! (Or they/them, but I prefer the first ^^)

I might not feed all my dragons, but that's not because I'm not active! I might have run out of food or was being evil >:3 (Ok no I would never my dear dragons) If Shale (https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/87249631) has over half of his energy, I'm active unless otherwise stated above ^^ OR if I went on sudden vacation or became super busy and forgot to update the Status Bar, which I have done in the past >< If I don't reply to messages within 3 days or so, I'm probably on hiatus XD

I don't bite! Feel free to message/friend me anytime!

About my dragons... I usually don't exalt dragons since I haven't gotten into Dom efforts yet, but if you see a dragon you like in my lair, feel free to reach out! If I'm willing to let them go, we can negotiate a price :) If not please I hope you understand! I can also breed my dragons for you if you want that with a few exceptions! (Shale is going to remain unbred, my progens can only be bred with each other and their offspring must NOT be exalted, and brothers and sisters or other related dragons because I can't lol)

Scroll past this pitiful sliver of lore if you wish XD

But

THIS IS LORE YES HELLO FINALLY WHOOHOO

Walk behind the waterfall at the source of the secluded pond at the edge of the Windswept Plateau, and you’ll find a small, humble clan tucked neatly into a clearing, filled with carved caves on the sides of cliffs and cobblestone roads that leads to various buildings, a square, a school, and even a belltower that chimed and tinkled pleasantly every other hour. Or… whenever the Lilith decides to ring the chimes, that is…
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The bell rings, and hatchlings rush out of the carved double oak doors. Parents greet their children with smiles, and laughter rang out throughout the clan.
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The midnight toll from the bell tower sounds, lightly. The Lilith might be a “light on the enforcing rules” type, but even they would never miss the midnight toll, no matter how much they joke around about it. It was a ward, a spell, a powerful enchantment of sorts that had kept the clan safe for hundreds of thousands of years. It kept the clan secret and hidden from passerby, and only to those with a Cleansed Heart of the Waterfall will the clan be visible.
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Shale was too young, young enough that the cocoon on his tail was still a bud, young enough that his antlers were still tiny fuzzy bumps, and too young to remember much of the ritual. His vague memories presented him with the image of a tall, tall waterfall. It probably wasn’t even THAT tall, but in his hatchling eyes, it was as tall as the sky and the stars at night. He remembered that he was placed onto a lily pad, his curious talons prodding at the large leaf under him, and his father, pushing him towards the waterfall, the falling water growing louder and louder like a thunderstorm…
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Not the Alphabet Song ringing in my head as I typed those…
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Now I’m just trying to procrastinate from writing more lore…
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Yea that be good idea…
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Mmhmm…
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Falls asleep…
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ABLEHASOIDWU NO I WAS NOT SLEEPING