
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: Messenger for Mourning

- Laid on:Feb 26, 2011
- Hatched on:Mar 01, 2011
- Grew up on:Mar 04, 2011
- Overall views: 5,799
- Unique views: 1,258
- Clicks:7
- Owner:RandomDragonLilyz
- Gender:Female
- Father:(08es)
- Mother:(VgKR)
- View Lineage
- Bitten By:(lbiH)
- Bitten:(Xf7G), Enormus Extinct Dinosaur
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
Another of the morbid bunch of vampire dragons, Messenger longs for a child of her own. Unable to have one, she tends the hatchlings and eggs, and is fiercely protective of them, but she occasionally bites down on an egg, injecting it with venom and sucking up the life in it. She's horrified at her own actions on an intellectual level, but on an emotional level not only is she not horrified at it, she longs for the chance to have an egg of her own, although she sometimes thinks about it too much and tosses the egg away, so she doesn't have to think about it anymore. She secretly hopes that one day having enough "children" will dull her pangs of longing for an egg of her own.
