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: CB 13 Flamingo

  • Stolen on:Jan 17, 2013
  • Hatched on:Jan 21, 2013
  • Grew up on:Jan 24, 2013
  • Overall views: 6,661
  • Unique views: 1,419
  • Clicks:11
  • Gender:Male
  • Location:Jungle

Flamingo Wyverns are so named for their resemblance to the tropical birds with whom they often share territory. Their most striking feature is the bony black crest over their faces and snouts, larger in males, aiding both in digging up food and protection when fighting for mates. Males are duller in color than females due to their habit of wandering from nest to nest and picking from less algae-rich feeding grounds.

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

CB 13 Flamingo was a wild born dragon that was once part of a large flock of his kind. They grazed the rivers and lakes all the way to the beaches where they would go to lay their eggs, the same place that he had hatched. FLAMINGO was a very strong willed individual who saw things differently than his flock. He had an ideal location to stay where he would not have to fear no predators. Along their journeys they had to face many fierce some predators, such as the Dark Green or Vine dragons. He knew no matter where he would go that he would have them there but he wanted to find a more peaceful land. One night while the flock was asleep FLAMINGO had taken off into the mists. He flew for hours upon days until he found a small creek that felt different then others of the sort. He followed that stream and he ended up at Iris Ranch. He stopped at the river, which had many boulders which made for great sunbathing. He waded through the waters hunting fish and knew that he was home.