Trifolium

A little moss-covered doll sits neglected in the corner of an overgrown garden, propped up against the rotting fence with its limbs hanging limp. Pale, doleful button eyes seem to watch you intently as you walk by.

Trifolium was once a pair of dragons - a young set of twins with a penchant for mischief and pranks. After pranking the wrong dragon, they were cursed with a breed-change spell that left them conjoined as one. This certainly didn't stop their mischief - if anything, it made them more insufferable, and they found even more ways to prank others. Upon learning of their continued shenanigans and the fact that they hadn't learned their lesson in the slightest, the witch who had cursed them came back for round two. Now they sit in the garden, to be pointed out to naughty young hatchlings, their story now a warning for future generations.

However, as time passes, the curse that binds them grows weaker and weaker. Sometimes they turn up in places that they most certainly weren't put in.