Hamelin

The Sassy Vixen Born to some of the Swarms first Mirrors, Hamlin found a very warm and welcoming home among the Tangled Woods biggest groups of mirrors. Became one of the leading collectors of clothing and shiny things among the group. Mirrors came to her for advice on accessories and clothes, and sometimes even partners! After all if you could accessorize yourself you could then accessorize them! At least if they listened.

By: Velsim

She met Pathogen sometime later, Walking around looking for some exciting new trinkets among the ruins of the older dens long since forgotten. Those that the swarm had inhabited over the course of a few months, this was how they worked, they traveled from the edges at the boarder and the smaller dens, and then they worked their way back to the Forum of the Obscured Crescent and they would commune and they would live for a while in the home of their goddess, then they would do it again. She looked up at the plague Dragon who was stumbling, wounded into the woods to hide from some rather nasty looking beasties. That stopped as he seemed to vanish into the dark. He looked at her with her Guide.

She winked.

Pathogen looked at her dumbfounded for a moment, mouth just hanging open. He stared at her for a little while blinking stupidly. Before she cocked her head and she purred, "Come out, come Out, wherever you are." He finally climbed from the hiding place approaching the female in orange. "Beautiful." was all he managed to say to her.

By Unyko

"Beautiful." He managed to say.

"Yes, and you're bleeding. Come. Lets go home." And that was how Pathogen came to her home. It would take him weeks to heal, and weeks longer to convince the beautiful mirror of his devotion and win mate status with her.

by: Rebbawskaced

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They trained together, rose among the ranks of the swarm to be elite collisium dragons, warriors among the clan, she provided him with the properly complementing wardrobe, that made him stand out spectacularly against the rest of the swarm. She loved it, loved her adorable, dopey plague dragon and his inability to talk without stumbling over what he was trying to say. Even liked that he'd tried so hard to impress her and now he simply snuggled into the nest with her and they where good. They where strong, and they made good, very good children, Many went to serve the Shadowbinder, others gone to seek homes and learn of other clans.

She was proud of her spawn, her pups. Proud of the mate she had chosen, and proud of her home. As she thought on them she snuggled her head rested above her mates as he slept, she purred softly and she nuzzled behind one of his frills, licking lightly. "Good mate." She whispered.


By: Prismakry