Dragon Cave

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Welcome to Dragon Cave! Dragon Cave is an online adoptables game. Collect eggs, raise them to adulthood, and then breed them to cre­ate interesting lineages. New dragons are added regularly!

Viewing Dragon: Sebrindir

  • Stolen on:Aug 17, 2012
  • Hatched on:Aug 19, 2012
  • Grew up on:Aug 22, 2012
  • Overall views: 4,077
  • Unique views: 1,139
  • Clicks:5
  • Gender:Male
  • Location:Coast

Blusang Lindwyrms are quite different from most dragons in that they lack hind legs. In this regard, they resemble snakes, and this is evident in their movement; these lindwyrms slither along the ground, using their forelegs to lift them over rougher terrain. Blusangs are a coastal breed, preferring to live along rocky beaches and in seaside caves rather than sandy locations. They are omnivores who graze on seaweed from time to time, although their primary form of sustenance is fish.

Dragons are highly-intelligent reptilian creatures that—from a human perspective, at least—appear to live forever. Many different varieties of dragon exist, each with their own unique qualities, habitats, and behavior. Adolescence in dragons is usually marked by the growth of a hatchling’s wings, although not all breeds of dragons grow wings and some breeds have other traits that indicate the beginning of maturation. In Galsreim, dragons and humans coexist peacefully.

User Description

Thunder boomed, a resounding echo that shook the very earth. Then a flash of lightning that struck through the clouds, momentarily illuminating a lone dragon drifting freely through the storm. Letting the raging winds carry his serpentine body anywhere they pleased, Sebrindir squinted through the rain to see the progression of the thunderhead. Another blast of sound set him on edge, but he wasn't about to turn back now. For years he'd studied storms--found patterns in the arrangement of clouds, the conditions that seemed to be present whenever one formed; he'd even followed one miles inland in attempt to predict its path. And he had come too far to quit. So close was the storm's mysterious eye. So close were the fabled secrets it possessed. But as Sebrindir tried to veer away from the circling wind, a stray gust caught his hind-wings and pulled him back, forcing him to retreat. As always. No matter how many times he tries to reach the storm's center, he never succeeds.