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: Hemimorphil Mystal WinterCall

  • Laid on:Feb 27, 2011
  • Hatched on:Mar 01, 2011
  • Grew up on:Mar 04, 2011
  • Overall views: 4,757
  • Unique views: 1,231
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Seasonal Dragons take on the characteristics of the season during which they are born. Thus, eggs that are laid in spring match the pink flowers and green buds of spring, and those that are laid in the summer grow to depict the bright green of the forest trees and the yellow of the sun. Eggs laid in autumn display the bright colors of leaves falling from trees, and those that are laid during winter take on the appearance of the icy snow.

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

Hemimorphil Mystal WinterCall (Clan Mystal) was born to the clan cave as its 123rd dragon, born the third generation of a pure and chilling parentage. While she enjoys the breaking of the winter season, she thinks it her one chance each year to tempt the wintery spirits to hold on just a bit longer. In celebration of the day of her birth, she soars to the top of the highest mountain peak in search of the perfect perch. Once found, she calls forth those chilling breezes that would heed her call, beckoning them to blow down one last time unto the valley far below. Although she is not always successful, on those rare occasions that she is, it is said that the world will experience a second wave of winter weather, although only brief in its appearance. The Clan Mother tries each year to distract her from her birthday flight with gifts of warm, fresh baked delights, hoping the distraction strong enough to keep her from it, alas, she has of yet, been unable to forestall the attempt.