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: Esme Orion

  • Laid on:Feb 09, 2013
  • Hatched on:Feb 12, 2013
  • Grew up on:Feb 15, 2013
  • Overall views: 2,079
  • Unique views: 897
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Rosebud Dragons are a fun and social breed found most often in the spring. The petal-like feathers that grow on their sides spread their sweet and floral scent. Although they have poor eyesight, they have ribbon-like extensions that extend their olfactory abilities to help create a map of the area around them. When flying, Rosebud dragons tend to hover, using their wings to fan their scent throughout the air. A widespread breed, they go to great effort to visit as many flowery fields as possible.

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

The perfectionist nature of Esme leaves many feeling incompetent and clumsy as she sweeps past, in the organised bustle of tidying and mending. Esme's hollow is always spotless, with the nests laid just so, and she spends her time working in the kitchens dicing up vegetables for the day's soup. Esme adores her job, the consistency of waking up each morning and tidying her home, hurrying to the kitchens to begin feeding the hungry dragons who are working close enough to the cave to pop in for lunch, then peeling, chopping and preparing all the fresh food bought in the day before in order for it to be stored for winter. On her way home from work, Esme likes to pass by the nursery, and gaze jealously at all the hatchlings playing innocently, the eggs lying comfy in their nests, wishing, hoping and dreaming, that she will one day have one of her own. While she knows that such a day will ever come, she distracts herself in order to not let the hope get too painful.