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Fritter

(#58256253)

The Seamstress

Creme

Butter Caiman

Energy: 48/50

Personal Style

Apparel

Skin

Scene

Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

5.07 m

Wingspan

4.49 m

Weight

737.05 kg

Genetics

Cantaloupe
Fade

Flaxen
Safari

White
Underbelly

Hatchday

Jan 05, 2020
(4 years)

Breed

Adult
Nocturne

Eye Type

Plague
Common

Level 1 Nocturne

EXP: 0 / 245

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

none

Offspring

Suni

Biography

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Fritter
The Seamstress

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B I O G R A P H Y

______ The little orange hatchling shook off the last remnants of her shell and blinked her ruby-tinted eyes. But something felt off. No parents to greet her, in fact no one was in the cave to greet the new hatch. And this cave didn't feel like home, either. Though she didn't know quite what home felt like, it certainly wasn't this cold. The wind howled outside as the polar night dragged on, no light to illuminate the dingy cave. The hatchling looked around, hoping to see another pair of friendly eyes in the darkness. But she was alone. She curled her tail around her body, hooking the tip on her bat-like nose, and dozed off. Hopefully someone would be around once she woke up.

______ As the little hatchling opened her eyes after her nap, it seemed as if the cave had become even darker than before. But soon she realized there was a large blue wing draped over her tiny body. She started to squirm and the wing pulled back rapidly to reveal a shrouded face with a pointed nose like her's
"Keep quiet until I move my wings again." She spoke in a rapid hushed tone; it startled the little hatchling into silence. More hushed voices spoke a short while after, one as cold and sharp as the ice covering the ground. The flutter of the blue wing above her caused the hatchling to finally raise her head to meet the other dragon, another Nocturne. Her cerulean scales glimmered in what little light illuminated her modest den, which was decorated with blue crystals and dark pools of water. The little hatchling blinked up at the Nocturne, who gazed pitifully at the newborn.
"I'm sorry, but you can't go outside until I say it's safe." The blue dragon murmured in a calming tone. "Bluebell doesn't know you're here. She doesn't understand our traditions; if she sees you, she'll send you off to the Icewarden." Her shrouded eyes started to tear up. "I can't let that happen." The hatchling stumbled toward the other Nocturne's foot and wrapped her feeble wings around it in an embrace. The Nocturne bowed her head down to the hatchling, nuzzling her under her neck. "Now, what should we name you?" She murmured, the warmth in her voice breaking through the cold winter night.

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