Eucalipto

Eucalipto is the quietest dragon of the clan and generally prefers to be left alone. It's rare for most of the dragons in the clan to hear more than two sentences out of him at a time. He does like to have quite conversations with a few dragons and will speak with Falenthia regularly.

A gentle breeze blows past, ruffling the bright green mane of the tan, spotted imperial. He
closes his eyes and just breathes, enjoying the quiet, whispering wind and the soft sunlight tha shines upon him from the isolated corner in which he lounges. The occasional dragon passes through,but none greet the quiet imperial. He prefers it that way. He opens his eyes and watches as a mob of hatchlings run through the entrance, chasing and playfully nipping at each other while a golden-furred tundra, Harmon, scrambles after them. Eucalipto finds himself growing annoyed at the noise and seriously considers returning to his quiet den at the edge of the clan to do some tinkering. A young guardian crashes into his side whilst looking the other way. She quickly realizes whom she ran into and
scampers back toward Harmon, whom offers an apologetic smile. Eucalipto sighs, nodding his head in acknowledgement. He slowly stands, padding away with a twitch of his ears and flick of his tufted tail
.
This clan was getting too large for his tastes. He'd originally left his birth clan seeking a smaller one with quiet and solitude, although even that had quickly changed.
“They didn’t mean to,” a gentle voice offers.
Eucalipto stops and looks over, recognizing the voice of Falenthia, the clan’s matriarch.
“...I know,” he replies calmly to the large,white guardian, his voice almost lost over the
clamoring of hatchlings making their way back to the nursery. He eyes them as they pass.
“I’m going back to my den.”
Falenthia nods with a hum, walking off to help Harmon with the rowdy hatchlings.
Far later, Eucalipto enters his den, standing the middle and taking a deep breath. A breeze blows past and he smiles softly to himself, with only him and his shadow as witnesses. This was where he was meant to be



Bio by MusicalMaladies Thank you so much!


Eucalipto being irritated hatchlings,by MissyZero

2019
As Eucalipto ages he decides to relocate his den to very edges of the clan territory. The pattern of his scales has changed over time as has his patience for the clamor of a busy clan. He doesn't want to completely leave the area he calls home but his desire to left alone by all but a few clan members is greater than it used to be. Falenthia will check in with him from time to time and ask if he has seen anything unusual on the fringe of their land and Phantom will still visit and keep him company or a day or two. He does have times when he feels deeply lonely, wishing he had a lifelong mate to spend his days with. When these moods hit Eucalipto he tries to distract himself with his various gadgets and tinkering.