Seaberry had a happy childhood, growing up in and around the kitchens of the Viral Circus with his siblings. He had always been less outgoing than they were, but occasionally that happened, even with two outgoing parents. They'd noticed growing up that he had trouble with his nose, but that was fine too; he obviously wasn't stupid and, curiously, his overall memory got better to compensate. According to Slurpee, if he'd been born into a tundra herd, Seaby would have probably found his place as a remembrancer.

But he wasn't born into a tundra herd, and he really really didn't care for performing or cooking. Occasionally he'd juggle by himself, and the food he whipped up for himself was spectacular, but Seaby would rather have shaved his mane than do either for a living. He was very sad (as they all were) when Slurpee returned home. They'd been lovely and keen co-parents, but their time together had come to an end, and unfortunately Slurpee's home was far away in the Southern Icefield. He'd write, but it wasn't the same.

Adding to the sadness was the fact that Seaby's favorite brother, Boysenberry, opted to follow Slurpee back to the icefield. There was a weird mix of jealousy in there too, seeing as how Boysen was getting a ton of one-on-one time with Dad, something none of the others had ever gotten. But Seaby had been too scared, at the time, to follow them... much to Boysen's dismay at the time. And he didn't want to leave Mirsa, which everyone understood.

They kept in touch, though. Both of them made sure of that, and made sure not to forget each other. And Seaby was able to adjust to the new normal, in time. When Boysen got formally inducted into the ranks of clownhood for his cooking show career, Seaby was excited for him, although that little jealous pang never quite went away.

Career. He needed one, something he could stand doing for the rest of his life. He couldn't stay with the Viral Circus forever, and even though his family was very supportive, Seaby craved independence. He was timid, though, and tended to freeze up around a ton of noise and stimulation. When his other three siblings left to run concessions at a different circus, and his mother had moved on to rear several more clutches of half-siblings, he felt more alone than he'd ever been. The only thing he felt he'd want to do was magic-- not the (very talented) sleight-of-hand tricks of the other performers, but honest-to-gods magic magic. By practicing alone, without any formal book-education, Seaberry was able to figure out the basics the hard way.

But when he told Boysen this, his brother's response was You don't have to put yourself through that alone, Seaby. We've got world-class mages here who would welcome an apprentice. Come down to the Southern Icefield. We'll make the trip to pick you up. No more need to trim your fur, either! We're built for the weather down here and I can't tell you how fun it is to play in a proper real snowstorm! The girls here are soooo pretty. You've never seen beards this nice, and I bet your mane will grow in twice as full once you go through your first full season

That was the push Seaby needed to finally leave the circus. It was terrifying, but less than he thought it'd be-- Slurpee was very excited to welcome another of his kids to his home, and Boysen was perhaps overeager to show Seaby around. The feeling of being behind nagged at him, but he tried to put it out of his head. Some dragons bloomed late. His magic teacher understood that better than anyone. She was the last to bloom among her siblings, and with Lightning-flight culture being what it was, it'd taken a toll on her brain.

But he adjusted, and he adjusted well. Seaby is neither a clown nor a chef, nor a naturalist like Slurpee's other grandfather. Seaby is forging his own path, and all the people who love him are really happy about it. And Boysen had been right about the women of the Southern Icefield. Seaby is doing some serious work on himself and learning how to be more independent and functional on his own. Having hatchlings of his own would be a fun prospect... when he's ready, of course. He needs to be able to stand on his own feet before he can support a family.

Generation 4 Buckle up, one and all, for the Flavortown lineage project! These dragons love good food, good times, and traveling all across Sornieth to find the best restaurants in every elemental domain! This legacy is just for fun. Flavortowns are just here to have a good time, and this dragon is no exception! Click the button to join this lineage in a tastebud explosion that'll knock your socks off! Flavortown Lineage: Flavortown >> OutOfBounds >> Camaro>> Slurpee >> Me!

Generation 4 I am a descendant of Dirtfoot! Dirtfoot is a humble Snapper who loves to protect nature and often wanders the forests looking to help any and all creatures that need him. His descendants seem to take after his wholesomely sweet nature, but as with most lineages, there's plenty of variation between individuals! Click the badge to learn more! Dirtfoot lineage: Dirtfoot >> Aspen >> Camaro >> Slurpee >> Me!

Generation 6 I am a Descendant of Ignis! Who is Ignis? Ignis is the dragon on site with ID#666. That's it. That's all. Demonic lore is common with this line, but for most of them, it's just goofy ghost stories they tell to scare hatchlings. There's no way that simply being the six hundred sixty-sixth dragon registered in Sornieth's great ledgers would confer demonic powers and energies onto a dragon and her descendants. Right? Right?! Ignis Lineage: Ignis >> Marduk >> Damballa >> Andras >> Moonstrike >> Slurpee >> Me!

Viral Circus Child! Mirsa the tundra clown grew up in a circus. Before she could even fly properly she was adept at balancing on her front legs and honking a little horn with her muzzle. Capering about with her fellow performers, she has brought laughter and light to the realm of Sornieth in abundance. For Mirsa, though, that is not enough anymore. A circus is a family-- The bigger the family, the better the circus, too! That’s why Mirsa decided to grow her circus family as large as she can and disperse them across the world like dandelion seed pods. She herself is the youngest child of a legendary dynasty of performers, and it is only natural that she pass on the talents to the next generation. To learn more, click the button!