
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: Anu Napoleon Rouge

- Stolen on:Apr 27, 2010
- Hatched on:Apr 30, 2010
- Grew up on:May 03, 2010
- Overall views: 1,945
- Unique views: 896
- Clicks:8
- Owner:Carmelita-Fox
- Gender:Male
- Location:Cave
Red Dragons are similar to typical story book dragons. They shoot flames, can fly, etc. However, they aren’t evil creatures as depicted in myths and won’t go around raiding castles, killing knights, or kidnapping princesses. They live in a variety of habitats, from forests to coastlines to abandoned castles, usually in warm climates, and eat whatever living creatures they can find.
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
Napoleon is one of a few dragons selected by the council to explore the region and expand clan boundaries. He's big, clever, and strong; he's what every hatchling wants to grow up to be. However he has one flaw, he is completely and hopelessly directionally challenged. Napoleon gets lost flying in a straight line. When he leaves, his friends often wonder if he'll return. Like the time he took the fifteen minute flight to the lake to get water, he didn't return for three weeks. Still he's declared himself leader of their team. He points a talon in a random direction and tells the others that's where they're going. The team is starting to think mutinous thoughts after passing the same boulder seventeen times. In fact, Haphazard is waiting just up ahead with a large branch in his talons. Napoleon just bounds onward oblivious, optimistically certain that each turn will be the right one. Don't worry; they don't plan on killing him, yet.
