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: The Master's Fische

  • Stolen on:Oct 06, 2013
  • Hatched on:Oct 09, 2013
  • Grew up on:Oct 12, 2013
  • Overall views: 5,021
  • Unique views: 1,316
  • Clicks:2
  • Gender:Male
  • Location:Coast

Black Capped Teimarr are a small and sociable breed of dragon with an appetite for seafood. They can commonly be seen flitting around sand dunes and tidal marshes, searching for crabs and other aquatic invertebrates, or cavorting in tidal pools in hopes of finding landlocked fish. Because of their large wing-to-body size, they are excellent long distance fliers and are known to migrate hundreds of miles along coastlines, or even across open sea to outlying islands in search of seasonal delicacies such as bird eggs, fledglings and schooling bait fish. The males are easily distinguished by their large jousting horns and their extendable neck frill, which they show off to the females through enthusiastic head bobbing.

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

When the sky is pouring, and all other dragons are inside, the Black Capped Teimarr prances through the puddles and mud, gleeful to let the rain wet his scales and feel the moisture fall wonderfully off his wings. As such, it is a constant nuisance to others when he finally does return inside, dragging in slews of mud and water with him. This often gets him chastised from those above him, though he sheepishly brushes it off. Even when he was young he had such problems, sneaking away from the watchful eyes of his caretakers to revel in the storms.

When the skies are clear, however, Fische lazes around a lake a short distance away, splashing around in the shallows, and snapping up small fish when they swim near his feet. Though his nature is solitary, he has remained happy, and on the occasion he does socialize, the experience is usually not one he regrets.