
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: The Will'ow Wisp

- Laid on:Nov 07, 2012
- Hatched on:Nov 11, 2012
- Grew up on:Nov 14, 2012
- Overall views: 2,272
- Unique views: 795
- Clicks:3
Hellfire Wyverns are so named for their foul tempers and fiery visages. Their social structure places all females above all males, due to superior physical characteristics and violent dispositions. Forced subservience of the males causes them to become vicious, petty, antisocial, and passive-aggressive compared to the aggressive and social females. However, orphaned hatchlings raised by foster parents of another species can develop surprisingly even tempers and mellow dispositions, proving that their defining unpleasant nature is, in fact, a learned behavior.
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 lonely road was muddy and infested with weeds and rocks. A single wagon bounced along the path, its wooden wheels squeaking and rattling. The wagon was painted in royal colors and the two horses carrying it were white as the moon, which shone brightly. But suddenly, dark clouds drifted across the night sky and covered it.
The horses suddenly reared and whinnied in fright, and the driver swore as the wagon crashed off the road and into a ditch. The king inside the wagon looked out and gasped. In the distance, there was a bobbing blue ball of fire floating above the path. The driver saw it too, but he wasn't afraid. He knew that if the light was made by bandits, they would run them over. As they neared, the light still floated there, but it receded almost reluctantly into the dark to let them pass by. The king sent his men to look for the 'ghost', but they never found it. For the ball of fire was really a lonely hellfire wyvern looking for company, and finding none, she had moved on.
