moonrose50's Clan

Nests
Nest #1: Joyous and Pumpkin
Nest #2:
Nest #3:
Nest #4:

Any dragons without a Familiar are available for sale. Page 7 at the moment has them all.

Below is a Clan Story thing. I got the idea from Ingeniousspark, and I liked it so I decided to try it.

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The heart of the Ancient Lair is a day's fly from the Behemoth but most of it resides firmly in the Shrieking Wildes. In the shadows, you hear a rustling, as if something is running through the overgrowth, twisting and curling to see more.

Glowing eyes peak out before disappearing once more and there is a low hum in the air, as if a song or speech is happening, there, but nearly lost under all the other sounds.

Flashes of movement can be seen and, occasionally, creatures that should be nowhere near here can be spotted, practically a collection of those Familiars who are wary of any intruders, but close to the Clan that resides within.

You step closer, for reasons that are your own and find yourself face to face with a silver clown Mirror, eyes glowing green and he's wrapped in green bandages. The Mirror hisses, soil toxin wings spreading threateningly, and you pull back, wondering at the odd movement of the Mirror, as if they are favoring their back leg.

"Enough!" a voice roars, and silence fills the area.

A jungle Guardian, female due to the lack of a beard, with shimmering jade wings comes forth, dressed in Copper steampunk attire. On her green horns, a leaf crystal Fae dragon with emerald faceted wings, dressed in Nomad's Sandwastes outfit, with an ornate gold choker and bracelet, rests, wings fluttering on occasion.

The Guardian does not seem to mind, but the Mirror hisses and limps to her side. They snap and snarl, as if irritated by the interruption, but the Guardian croons softly till the Mirror settles at her side.

"I am Llinos, Matriarch of this Clan, Guardian to those who reside within. This is Uther," she greets and idly flicks her wing to the Mirror.

"I'm Emerald," the Fae upon Llinos's horns states in the monotone of the Fae, but Llinos doesn't even twitch.

"We are of many and varied. I have known of your location since entering. I am curious as to why you have arrived," Llinos continues, as if she was never interrupted.

The silence does not abate with your answer and Llinos nods, once.

"As you say. Come and be welcome then. We are most pleased to have you," Llinos states and the sounds begin again.

No more eyes peak out and even Emerald flutters away, while Uther stalks off, as angry as a Mirror denied his prey.

For all you know, he has been. The rustling disappears and soon, it is just you and Llinos, who watches with the eyes of Guardian wary of their Charge being harmed.

While you've only met three members of the Clan, it seems like this might just be an interesting group to visit.

And maybe even stay.