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: Morning's Mourning

  • Laid on:Nov 01, 2010
  • Hatched on:Nov 07, 2010
  • Grew up on:Nov 11, 2010
  • Overall views: 2,696
  • Unique views: 403
  • Clicks:9

Vampire Dragons are members of the undead. They sustain themselves by drinking the blood of others. It is said that they are only “alive” at night, and seem dead or asleep during the day, as they cannot endure sunlight for long periods of time. Vampire Dragons can only reproduce by changing the eggs of other dragons, puncturing the shell with their fangs and injecting venom that kills the baby inside.

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

Morning's Mourning, once an Autumn Dragon, is a young and bitter male Vampire Dragon. Most of the other Vampires in the cave look down on him because he 'thinks too much and is over emotional!' as they say.

Truthfully, Mourning isn't really emotional, he simply thinks a lot. He wonders what life would have been like if he was an Autumn Dragon: he knows he would have been special because of his short, 'unique' lineage as he calls it. But he also knows he would have been boring and common. Or so he thinks.

Either way, he knows what he is now and what his position is. Being young, he is one of the lower ranked Vampire Dragons in Natasha's Cave. He is also one of the driest, and it is said that as the sun rises, he will sit in private and cry mournfully to it: as it sets, he will roar with sharp laughter, and the sun will mourn its setting.