
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: Little Lava Pot

- Stolen on:Apr 06, 2015
- Hatched on:Apr 11, 2015
- Grew up on:Apr 16, 2015
- Overall views: 1,466
- Unique views: 484
- Clicks:1
- Owner:QueenNightMoth
- Gender:Female
- Location:Volcano
Ember Dragons have a great affinity for hot environments. While they themselves are not hot to the touch, their tendency to lurk amongst smoldering ashes has caused many to believe they are fire-starters. Their dully glowing markings serve many purposes: acting as a means of identification between individuals, as an important part of mating displays, and as a way of showing aggression. The long, low build of the breed makes them ungainly in flight, and the thick fleshy membranes of their wings hinder them further. As such, it is rare to see an Ember Dragon take to the air. Ember Dragons are also not particularly sociable; females tend to be defensive, whereas males are more aggressive. Once they have settled with a particular group of dragons, Ember Dragons are incredibly loyal and will defend their pack by any means 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
When she was just a hatchling, Lava Pot would curl up among the smoldering coals in the oven and nap there peacefully with her white-hot scales resting comfortably against the heat-seared chimney bricks. On colder winter nights, she would burrow restlessly into the pile of embers until a thick blanket of ash covered her like a powdery gray quilt. Sometimes upon waking from her cozy slumber, she would bump her head on the cauldron overhead. She enjoyed helping with cooking, stealing tastes of the soup as it bubbled pleasantly in it's pot above her, and licking up any that happened to spill over the edge. Rather small for her age and young at heart, Lava Pot still sticks to her old routines.
