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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 - Copperstalk

  • Stolen on:May 26, 2013
  • Hatched on:May 28, 2013
  • Grew up on:May 31, 2013
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Copper Dragons are masters of stealth, slipping silently and swiftly through the forests and jungles where they live. Often hunting in groups, their prey rarely know they are being stalked until the dragon’s at their throat. In the air they are agile and skilled. Copper Dragons prize family groups, spending large amounts of time teaching their young skills. So great is their love of life and family that they will sometimes adopt orphaned dragons of other breeds to raise.

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

Like most Copper dragons, Copperstalk is quite inclined to stick close to his chosen family and friends. His mate, Bronzechipper, and their clan-brethren, the other Copper dragons of the Weyr of Flame, keep to themselves, even living, all six of them with their assorted hatchlings, in the same cave. They sleep all in one great pile of wings and carefully stacked spiked tails, and rarely is one Copper dragon seen without another within a stone's throw.

Copperstalk, in comparison to his energetic mate, Bronzechipper, is a quiet, brooding type of dragon. He always thought of himself, privately, as a grand hero of some ancient epic, slaughtering his enemies and the mythical armies of humans, defending his clan and maybe even the entire Weyr. This self-image is rather undermined every time Bronzechipper kills deer for him because he's worried about being poked in the eye by one of those vicious little horns. Or by Bronzechipper's habit of decorating his tail with flowers while he sleeps.