Caol
(#35510547)
Level 1 Spiral
Bagel
Poppy of Flameforger
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Energy: 49/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Fire.
Male Spiral
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
3.45 m
Wingspan
2.7 m
Weight
73.54 kg
Genetics
Umber
Falcon
Falcon
Carrot
Toxin
Toxin
Carrot
Runes
Runes
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Spiral
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
5
AGI
9
DEF
5
QCK
8
INT
6
VIT
6
MND
6
Lineage
Parents
Offspring
- Spindle
- Saturation
- Painted
- Hallowed
- Peri
- Forgefire
- Warnwing
- Pathtreader
- Joxepa
- Reika
- Angelwrath
- LoveTofu
- Spirl
- Palette
- Reputation
- Krii
- Krii
- Meliaceae
- Sapindaceae
- Litchi
- Santalum
- Aesce
- Mephyst
- Anoushka
- Atoll
- Amoenus
- Arkose
- Fychan
- Duanthus
- Magmaflow
- Excellence
- Merlot
- Quiora
- ShirCaolnir
- Ashveline
- Colourwing
- Vilmiliasti
- Lusherib
- Oleum
- Rustsea
- Pesalah
- Taeniopterus
- Chlamydosaurus
- Unnamed
- Narumi
- Wolmeg
- Jiyildrid
- Genwoldler
- Unnamed
- Unnamed
- Karthus
- Evan
- Tang
- Sienna
- Gemma
- Knife
- Knife
- Inventive
- Thoughtful
- Observant
- Frillwing
- Regulus
- Gavin
- Emberstep
- Flamewing
- Molten
Biography
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Name: Caol Status: Fire Flight Ambassador |
"You can't rush good work."
In The Clan of Glowing Night's forge, there are two staples. One is a furnace, quietly crackling with coals and Fire Flight magic, and the other is the spiral dragon curled on top of that furnace, sleeping like a cat in a patch of sunlight. There are other visitors, of course, Nectar frequently visits the forge to tell their mate stories over firelight, and Russet occasionally commissions a unique piece for his latest project. But for the most part things are calm, Caol's tools are neatly organized on their racks, and the forge sees more quiet conversation than it does the clang of hammers.
Most days, Caol spends his time reminiscing on his life in the Blacksand Annex, how he would work from ashen sunrise to smoky sunset, filling out orders under the watchful eye of the Forgemasters, without even a single breath that belonged to himself. And how, even despite the toil and the exhaustion and the sores that would open on his paws, he would still return to the Blacksand Annex in a moment if only it would let him. It was where his heart lived, even if his body currently resides in the Tangled Wood.
Every once and a while Penumbra still asks for armaments, and every time, Caol gives her the same answer; "I see no need to spend my days on weapons and armour. Our clan's at peace, is it not?" Rarely does his clanhead give more than a resigned sign, in response. She promised him an easy life, when she extended a paw to him beneath the smoke filled sky of the annex. Who would she be, if she did not make good on her end of the bargain?
In The Clan of Glowing Night's forge, there are two staples. One is a furnace, quietly crackling with coals and Fire Flight magic, and the other is the spiral dragon curled on top of that furnace, sleeping like a cat in a patch of sunlight. There are other visitors, of course, Nectar frequently visits the forge to tell their mate stories over firelight, and Russet occasionally commissions a unique piece for his latest project. But for the most part things are calm, Caol's tools are neatly organized on their racks, and the forge sees more quiet conversation than it does the clang of hammers.
Most days, Caol spends his time reminiscing on his life in the Blacksand Annex, how he would work from ashen sunrise to smoky sunset, filling out orders under the watchful eye of the Forgemasters, without even a single breath that belonged to himself. And how, even despite the toil and the exhaustion and the sores that would open on his paws, he would still return to the Blacksand Annex in a moment if only it would let him. It was where his heart lived, even if his body currently resides in the Tangled Wood.
Every once and a while Penumbra still asks for armaments, and every time, Caol gives her the same answer; "I see no need to spend my days on weapons and armour. Our clan's at peace, is it not?" Rarely does his clanhead give more than a resigned sign, in response. She promised him an easy life, when she extended a paw to him beneath the smoke filled sky of the annex. Who would she be, if she did not make good on her end of the bargain?
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Mabogoi wrote on 2021-03-01:
Just wow!
This fire dragon is just amazing. All the apparels bringing that texture and also the matching familiar... I'm out of words. Love Caol (it was difficult to decide between him and Arclight).
This fire dragon is just amazing. All the apparels bringing that texture and also the matching familiar... I'm out of words. Love Caol (it was difficult to decide between him and Arclight).
WhiteGold wrote on 2022-11-16 12:08:59:
I love all your dragons! They're very creative although I don't understand how you can afford half of them. It was hard to pick one but I just love the way the color combo and genes of this dragon match the apparel. And the apparel and familiar are matched so perfectly!
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