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: Fluorintia Mystal RainDrop

  • Laid on:Apr 03, 2011
  • Hatched on:Apr 06, 2011
  • Grew up on:Apr 09, 2011
  • Overall views: 4,752
  • Unique views: 1,385
  • Clicks:32

Seasonal Dragons take on the characteristics of the season during which they are born. Thus, eggs that are laid in spring match the pink flowers and green buds of spring, and those that are laid in the summer grow to depict the bright green of the forest trees and the yellow of the sun. Eggs laid in autumn display the bright colors of leaves falling from trees, and those that are laid during winter take on the appearance of the icy snow.

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

Fluorintia Mystal RainDrop (Clan Mystal) became the 171st dragon of the Mystal Clan late in the afternoon of a drizzly spring day. While her mother, Fluoritara, is a 3rd generation clan dragon, her father came to the group only shortly before her birth. She loves to fly, and like the rain that falls from the heavens, she drops out of the sky, wings outstretched, gliding gracefully until her form once again takes hold upon the ground. Her favorite game is one where she attempts to dart between rain drops, rather than through them; a rather difficult challenge for a dragon, to be sure! Most often, she invites the clan hatchlings to join her in an afternoon match of drop-dodging, knowing well in advance that their smaller size tilts the odds of victory in their favor. The Clan Mother often looks on as an enthusiastic observer to these events, delighted at the spectacle of it all. When not engaged in such activities, she enjoys the simple pleasures of life, and the quiet hum of the rain.