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: (8I6w)

  • Stolen on:Jul 16, 2009
  • Hatched on:Jul 19, 2009
  • Grew up on:Jul 24, 2009
  • Overall views: 1,577
  • Unique views: 801
  • Clicks:6
  • Gender:Female
  • Location:Cave

Common Pygmies are sweet in temperament and palate. They spend a fair amount of time foraging for and scavenging food but have a particular fondness for sweet tasting treats, such as honey. When pickings are slim, they can hunt songbirds and small mammals. Common Pygmies stay in large groups, migrating alongside their food supply. Although capable of the same basic vocal sounds of most other dragons, Common Pygmies prefer to communicate through body language. It is perhaps no surprise, then, that Common Pygmy hatchlings are rather affectionate.

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.

Pygmy dragons are the smallest category of dragons, being on the same scale as domesticated animals. They are often found around concentrated populations of dragons, relying on their larger brethren to ward away potential predators and leave scraps. As such, the majority of a pygmy’s diet is scavenged. Due to their tiny size, pygmies do not breed with larger varieties of dragons.

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Louder and more verbally apt than any hungry hatchling, Minisqueal comes by her name honestly. She squeals, she trills, she howls, she screeches. Hers is a nonstop litany of high-pitched sounds that seem to serve no purpose other than to make her happy. Gleeful or sad, tired or excited, she can always be counted on to be chittering about something.

Even in her sleep, she grumbles constantly, making the rest of the pack wonder what she is dreaming about. Ephemeron tried to sneak into her thoughts one afternoon as she napped, but all he could see was a jumble of colorful images that made no practical sense. If her vocalizations do indeed have a purpose, it is as vague and uncoordinated as the thoughts that produce them.