Ambrose

Shimmering, leathery skin may not seem particularly cuddly, but your opinion doesn't bother this big lug of a Bogsneak much. Ambrose loves hugs and snuggles an incredible amount. Shaking hands or nodding in greeting always seemed too formal to him. A hug always struck him as much more friendly and inviting. Dragons often associate Ambrose's love of hugs with his simple nature. This isn't to say that he is unintelligent, just that he doesn't bother much with extraneous information, only what is necessary for his survival.
Ambrose meant to travel the whole of Sorienth, meeting different people, learning about a variety of cultures. His trip was cut short when he learned that his parents had gone to serve the Shadowbinder. Knowing he would most likely never see them again, Ambrose remained in the clan he had been in for some time. His plans to continue his trip in a short time were abandoned when Ambrose first saw Arcanist. Instantly a love sick puppy, Ambrose followed her around for several months before she agreed to a date. Even then, it was quite reluctantly. Ambrose no longer had any desire to leave the little Lightning clan he had been staying in, and Arcanist didn't seem to see a reason to leave either.
Ambrose and Arcanist now live happily together, and even started a family.

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