LordSheo's dragon Aethelwyne

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Measurements

Length

26.48 m

Wingspan

14.8 m

Weight

7752.28 kg

Genetics

Avocado
Cherub

Umber
Butterfly

Maize
Underbelly

Hatchday

Aug 29, 2016
(7 years)

Breed

Adult
Imperial

Eye Type

Lightning
Common

Level 1 Imperial

EXP: 0 / 245

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

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Lineage

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Offspring

none

Biography

AETHELWYNE Changeling

Beautiful~Charming~Mischevious

The large earthen egg shook off dust as it rattled. Two imperials, wideeyed and smiling, watched wonder as the egg began to hatch. Their hatchling would have a great life, brought into a dangerous yet exciting world. The rattle of the egg paused, inside something rumbled. A blunt claw scratched against the rough inside of the egg, and a small hole appeared, mud leaking out. The mother dragon gently helped, chipping at the hard shell with a finger. A soft squeak spewed out of the muddy egg. A dirty hatchling head slowly rose out of the hole, it's eyes barely open, revealing deep brown eyes. It wormed it's way out, tufts of green short fur under the quickly drying mud. Beautifully patterned wings folded tightly at its sides. The hatchling chirped quietly, and so, the father curled up around his hatchling; he would never let her come to harm.

Gusts rattled the many stalks of bamboo, prayer banners whipping on the wind, each painted with ancient Wind-tongue and twisting deities. Giant petals of huge cherry trees gave shade below, as two Earth Dragons patted down seeds and young shoots. It was a job, gardening as an Earth Dragon; it wasn't their elements, but their knowledge of soil made them valuable. The harsh winds wraping the Cloudsong yanked at any plants; a strong foundation was needed. Flicking off the last bit of dirt, Mahdi sighed. "Do you think she'll ever be a gardener? We have enough fighters as it is." His brow was furrowed underneath the lion headdress. Shiemi's head rose up from a pile of bamboo shucks. Her witty brown eyes gleamed through the filtered light. "Mahdi, you know that's not going to happen. Have you even seen how she interacts with the others her age? She's smart, and vicious. Beautiful too. Are those traits of a gardener? I wouldn't think so." Her eyes searched her mate's eyes. A flicker of uncertainty passed over her. "I know you're worried for her. What's in the past is in the past. You can protect herself. Those Dragons won't try to steal her again." Mahdi felt a wave of memory run over him. Slowly opening his eyes awake in the dim light, two huge blurred shapes near the nest, faint whispering. As his vision cleared, he remembered fear rattling through him. The two dragons, both imperials, with grotesquely painted faces stuffed eggs into a sack, taking time to examine each one. Mahdi rose and roared, and then, with a blink, the two dragons were gone. Mahdi, huffing, picked each egg out of the splattered mud. Faeries. Egg snatchers.

Father

Mother

A sparrow chirped in the brush of bamboo leaves. It's jarble wavered on the gentle air, and then a sudden stop, a panicked squeak, and the air went silent again. A dragon strung its dead body on a string, and tied it around her neck. Aethelwyne pounced back around into the dim morning light. A thin tree swayed in the breeze, bodies of birds strung in the green branches. The imperial knotted the victim to a young twig, it's mouth open limply. The dragon curled around the tree.
The dragon was young, her antlers new. Her bright emerald fuzz complemented her chocolate wings. Her body was slender, but large; powerful for her age.
A rustle of twigs made an ear flick up. An older imperial nosed her way into the small clearing. Shiemi gasped, "Aethelwyne! Get away from there!" Aethelwyne lifted her head lazily. Before she could protest, Shiemi snagged her by the claw and yanked her up. "What are you doing? I could smell them a mile away. What is this?"
Aethelwyne looked back at the tree with knowing eyes. "I was wanting them to come back, like we do. You know, " she looked back into the wide eyes of her mother, "like the traveler said."
Shiemi choked on her words. She merely tugged her hatchling back through the undergrowth, silent

Aethelwyne twisted under logs and bounded over crags in the earth with one sweep of her wings. "What are you waiting for?" A younger imperial kept tripping over the sharp rocks that grazed the Reedclift Ascent, his weak wings struggling to catch wind. "I'm not as strong as you! We should go back!" The large female dragon craned her neck to look inquiringly at him. "Hey. We had a deal. You snatch the bells, I snatch the eggs. Those eggs sell for thousands of gems. Aren't you supposed to make your dad proud; a young bold warrior? Harpies are stupid."
Blood ran down Aethelwyne's chin. Her claws grasped the two harpy eggs, slick with the slight drizzle. Raw pain tore up through her neck, but her arrogant victorious pride was enough to distract her. Her mind wasn't on her 'friend' who had clumsily dropped the ceremonial bells of the harpies, alerting their enemies. Had that idiot seriously believed she wanted those? He was just a distraction.
The harpy eggs were now hers. Victoriously won.

Aethelwyne, you faerie sinner! "Come to play?" You say, yet your mouth drips of honey and poison. Aethelwyne, oh the sinner! Danger and toil, it will rot and fester your way! The faerie 'tis not a sweet name.

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The sinner has come to play. The sweet smell of what you thought was honey. You'll regret trusting them

lore and art by OracleOreo00

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