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Fairytale came back in the morning to see the next cub, fully healthy and strong, and gave a big smile. He attempted to approach, but he’d quickly receive a hiss from his mate. He gave a confused look, before noticing the sickly child still cuddled up next to her as well.
He gave a loud hiss right back, before scowling.
“What’s wrong with you? Why is it still here?”
Red would frown, burying her head into her mother’s fur as she snapped back at him. “She is my daughter, and she is staying with me.”
“Whatever, at least get her away from the cub!” He’d snarl, squinting his eyes a bit to make sure the newborn didn’t have snot on it from the other foal.
He’d take another step forward, only for Fantasy to jump between them and him, a look of anger in her small little eyes.
“Get away! We don’t want you!” She hissed, but when he instinctively raised a paw out of fear, Woodland quickly jumped over the kid to knock him back into the nearby stream. Fantasy had filled with fear from that single movement, when his paw went up, claws out. She quickly turned, cuddled close to her sisters, and stared while the older nichelings stared at each other with rage circling their bodies.
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I want to make this a place I return to whenever I feel the need to design dragons I don't want -
Feel free to give ideas for what you'd like to see! Can add images, moodboards, just list random words or aesthetics- whatever you want! Not a full guarantee I'll do every last one, but I'll make an effort to get some of them done!!
If you want to suggest a base from DeviantArt, you may do so. It has to be free to use, and you HAVE to link it, so I can both get proper credit, and get proper download.
(Also, as far as rules go, please use common sense. You need to keep credits to both me and the base artist. Don't claim to have made it unless you did and you're deciding to add your own adopts to this topic.)
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Confidence, the spotty young foal, looked down towards the newborn litter with eyes full of curiosity. Mood would stare at her, a bit unsettled, before staring uncertainly down at the new cubs. Confidence lightly nudged her nose to their paws, to which they’d start mewling rather loudly, causing a headache from their mother.
“Stop that, you’ll make them whine. Let them sleep, it’s better that way.” She’d state.
And as Mood picked up the newborn gal, Confidence would watch in confusion. When her mother started lowering the cub into the water, where it wouldn’t be able to breathe, she panicked.
“What are you doing?!” She almost yelled, and as soon as her mother dropped the cub, she’d scoop it up herself to bring it closer.
“Let go, she’s sickly. It’s a bad omen, shown by the skull on her face.”
Confidence looked down to the cub again, confused by what she meant when she mentioned the skull. It took her a bit, but she realized it was the pink on the cub’s face. She’d huff, though, and turn the other way, holding the cub close.
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3 hours ago, flower said:
shes very important to me ❤️
1 minute ago, Cloude said:This quote will go down in history, and you will regret it. : ) /lh
ME WHEN IT'S ACTUALLY THE NEXT POST AND I DID NOT REALIZE IT
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4 hours ago, YourLocalStranger said:
Also you don't mind If I react to your posts one by one? (if you do then I'll stop)
I don't mind!! I actually love when that happens, reminds me that people see it LOL
I just love feedback in general : D
3 hours ago, flower said:shes very important to me ❤️
This quote will go down in history, and you will regret it. : ) /lh
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The next day, when Fairytale was busy, Fantasy would try to confront her mother, who was expectant yet again.
“Hey, ma?” She’s question, her attempt to grab her mother’s attention working as the nicheling turned her head.
“Why didn’t you listen to pa? Isn’t Little Red going to get you sick?” She’d ask, tilting her head a bit towards the tree.
Her mother sighed, gave a tired look between the two foals, then gave a forced smile.
“She will, but it’s important, as her family, to be there for her. If we leave her behind, we’re no better than the goldleech.” She had given her best effort to explain, and Fantasy took a moment to register this information, before looking to her sister. “Can we just call her Red? Maybe she’ll get bigger than us from our love! She won’t have to be all small from the sickness!”
Her mother would smile, genuinely this time, and lightly poked her nose against the child’s. “Of course. Just be aware that we’ll have to give her more space than us. Once she’s able to survive the birds, of course.”
The child nodded, and the two sat together talking for a little while longer.
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Fantasy stared ahead nervously, dramatically wincing back at the tension in the air. Not the love-type tension, no, this was anger. Frustration. She could see it all over their faces, and she almost felt bad for the sickly cub caught in the middle of it all.
“Why do you still have that thing? It’s going to infect you!” Fairytale spat, his tail lashing through the air behind him as he paced back and forth next to the tree.
His mate simply glared, holding the newborn close, despite all the coughing and wheezing.
“Please, I’m just trying to take care of you! That baby’s going to hurt you, even if that’s not its intention. It’s better to let go now than to get attached!” He’d try to reason, trying to get her to move away from the cub. Still, she’d just glare.
Fantasy would make an attempt to speak, but was quickly shut down with a look of annoyance from her father.
She stared at him, then to her mother and the cub, before dejectedly going back to her attempt to shake the tree loose of its acorns.
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Solar stared down at the sickly, sneezing cub between her paws. She was revolted, refusing to believe that she’d spawn something so gross. They were getting snot everywhere. Bloodmoon was nothing like this when she was a cub, why was this one having trouble breathing? Maybe it’d be easier to crush the poor thing to put it out of it’s misery.
Though, shuffling in the grass next to her snapped her out of those thoughts. She’d look up to her eldest, Bloodmoon, who had rolled over in her sleep. She had to check with Season anyways before making such a bold decision, though Bloodmoon has had no trouble cuddling up next to the nest, even while knowing the cub would cough on her.
On one paw, she respected the bravery. On the other paw, she hated it. How could she be indifferent towards the disgusting habits of this cub? The more she thought, the more she wracked her brain trying to decide, the more she’d wear herself out, and eventually exhaustion came over her, triggered by her own thoughts.
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Just now, Cloude said:
Woodland and Fairytale had been talking, admiring the cub in the nest with Woodland, but soon came a low growling.
Fairytale’s shackles would raise as soon as he caught sight of the source, and he quickly made an attempt to pull Woodland away from it, which would have left the cub to the bearyena hovering above her if she’d let herself move. Instead, she took the blow of a bite to her antlers.
“Move!! You’re going to get hurt!” Fairytale would scream, his tail raised high as he began to back towards the tree. Woodland scoffed, planting herself sturdily over the cub as she raised her bearyena’s claw for a devastating attack on the beast, ultimately killing it in the next hit.
Fairytale watched in horror, flinching when his mate glared to him.
“We protect cubs at all costs.” She’d state rather simply, though the undertone of anger that emanated as she spoke was enough to turn one’s fur white with fear.
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IGNORE MOOD IN THE CORNER SHE'S OF LITTLE IMPORTANCE HERE 😭
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Woodland and Fairytale had been talking, admiring the cub in the nest with Woodland, but soon came a low growling.
Fairytale’s shackles would raise as soon as he caught sight of the source, and he quickly made an attempt to pull Woodland away from it, which would have left the cub to the bearyena hovering above her if she’d let herself move. Instead, she took the blow of a bite to her antlers.
“Move!! You’re going to get hurt!” Fairytale would scream, his tail raised high as he began to back towards the tree. Woodland scoffed, planting herself sturdily over the cub as she raised her bearyena’s claw for a devastating attack on the beast, ultimately killing it in the next hit.
Fairytale watched in horror, flinching when his mate glared to him.
“We protect cubs at all costs.” She’d state rather simply, though the undertone of anger that emanated as she spoke was enough to turn one’s fur white with fear.
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Quiet mewling could be heard beneath the tree of the jungle ports, a young cub with his mother behind the noise. The mother, Reason, had been sleeping, while the cub was trying to call out for his father, who quickly lay a paw on his head to calm him down.
The cub’s head was barely large enough to hold the paw, so Rhyme was careful not to crush him with it. He’d even try to lift his paw away, to which the cub would snap back with a yowl to get the paw to return.
“Feisty one, aren’t you?” He’d chuckle softly, before carefully laying beside the two. He loved them, very dearly, but had to stay on-guard. He wasn’t sure what they were to expect from the new island. The cub would slowly drift off to sleep, though.
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New playthrough!! Yay!! Trying to plan in advance with this one- get a whole island's worth ready then start posting, y'know?
But!! Would like to put a small GORE WARNING on this message, for some future events! Because I can be very brutal with my characters ❤️
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18 minutes ago, piece of bread said:
so like, battle armor??
Armour, leather stuff, bandages / wrappings- just stuff that isn't quite modern
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11 hours ago, piece of bread said:
im kinda clueless on how to make them look nice,
can they wear clothes, though? I wanna give them a sweater/pullover or a suit or smtn
Yup! Would prefer ones that make sense for vikings, though :0
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On 1/17/2023 at 11:44 PM, piece of bread said:
Interesting! We’ve never seen this egg before, defiantly not a tribe. [httyd ^^]
Staring,,,
Would need to see the character to figure out what I'd do with them :0
(But I definitely have plenty of HTTYD storylines to fit them into >:) ) -
I would try to adopt, but the only dragons I tend to go after are HTTYD dragons 💔
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On 1/18/2023 at 4:43 PM, YourLocalStranger said:
'Fine.' He said, seemingly not really minding, but inside he was fuming. That was extremely embarrassing. He looked behind him to see if the crying nicheling was following.
'Everything ok with you?' he asked Sharp, for lack of anything better to say. He had guessed earlier that he had had a big family, and lots of people who cared for him, but he was doubting that more and more. Thief had no idea how to comfort anyone, and when he tried to start a conversation, he sounded extremely awkward. It made him wonder even more of what he used to be like. It was so frustrating, it was like having an empty hole inside you, where who you are is supposed to be. Thief hated it. And what was worse was that he couldn't get himself to remember anything else. Apart from that laughing nicheling, the one that ran across the water. He racked his head trying to remember anything else, and to Sharp, Thief looked like he was in deep thought.
( @Cloude)
((So sorry for lack of responses, thought I'd be more on top of this but brain only seems to focus on playthroughs :')
If you'd like you may leave an excuse for the nicheling not to be there so you may continue on!! I'll probably come back later when more active and attached to the forums))-
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On 1/10/2023 at 12:36 PM, YourLocalStranger said:
'W-what, no its, its fine!' Thief said quickly, but she was already crying. Crying. Did he used to that? If he did he couldn't remember, so he had no idea what to do.
'Don't worry, no one's mad at you!' he said gently. He remembered someone saying that to him when he was upset. He couldn't figure out who said it though. He approached her carefully, making sure not to make any sudden movements.
'Listen, we'll just go back to the others, and we can forget this happened, okay?' Thief was doing his best to sound comforting, but he didn't know if he was pulling it off. 'Or you don't have to go over there if you don't want to. We can stay here for a little while.'
Her eyes could be seen moving as he approached, yet still no clear clue as to where they were looking. She hesitantly nodded, lowering her head in shame. The tears would keep going, though at least she wasn't wailing anymore. There were sniffles, though hopefully they'd either be silent enough not to hear, or at least weren't super loud.
"Whichever you'd like, I don't have a preference.." She'd mumble, before letting out a sneeze.-
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On 1/14/2023 at 1:52 PM, YourLocalStranger said:
(SO SORRY- might have forgotten- followed topic!!)
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7 hours ago, YourLocalStranger said:
'What? No!' he said quickly. Why would he wish bad on them, they were the only people here other than himself, and so far they were kind. The nicheling looked cautious, and Thief was having second thoughts. He remembered nichelings like that. When they looked at him, they.... They hated him. Its just another nicheling. He forced himself to think. He kept his bright smile and sunny demeanour up as well. He was surprisingly good at acting happy even if he didn't feel that way. Thief silently hoped his life before this place wasn't some sort of sadness fest where everyone hated him.
'I don't get anything out of it, other than another friend, who can help me remember who I am, and I can help them remember who they are.' He said calmly, still smiling. He wanted to take a step back, but he knew that would discourage the nicheling, so he stayed put. The nicheling was coughing, for some reason. Thief remembered what coughing was, but nothing else. He didn't know how it was caused, and other than being slightly interested in the weird sound, he didn't really care if the nicheling coughed or was silent.
The silhouette calmed a bit..
"Sorry, habit." She said rather simply, looking back over towards the other nichelings. She wasn't even sure why she had that reaction, why would she assume something like that? She felt bad for it, and the longer she stayed silent - the more she thought, the more tears had welled up in her eyes. Soon enough, they'd start to spill out as she looked back at him. "I'm sorry," She'd wail with a loud sniffle. "I didn't mean it!" She'd continue, tears of which matched the white void of her eyes streaming down the fur on her cheeks.-
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10 hours ago, YourLocalStranger said:
'Right then.' Thief tried to mask the disappointment in his voice. 'Well, you're probably confused. There are a couple of others over there, if you want me to lead you to them. We're all kind of stuck here for now. But we'll be getting out of here soon, so it's fine!' he said that last part brightly. He smiled, knowing the new nicheling probably couldn't see it.
The silhouette gave a confused stare, sniffling a little before looking over towards where they motioned the others to be. Lead her to them... Did he not hear the coughing? She's quickly snap her head back to him, lowering her head a bit, caution being her first obvious step.
"What do you get out of that? Do you wish bad on them, or something?"-
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1 hour ago, YourLocalStranger said:
Theif squinted. Was that another nicheling? It wasn't the nervous one, guiding, or Venom snout guy, so it must be someone new. He walked over, finally getting used to the limp in his paw. As he went closer he saw that the nicheling was extremely distraught. Cant blame them.
'Hello, are you new here? Or have you been here for a little while?' He secretly hoped it was someone who had been here for longer, so they could tell him, or at least help him find his way out of here. He quickly realised he was being rude.
'My nicknames Thief.' He tried again. 'I won't hurt you.' He said reassuringly.
The silhouette quickly snapped her head in their direction as they started speaking. She was panicked at first, and wanted to bark out some sort of angry 'get away' message, but upon hearing their name, she'd calm a bit. She went to speak, which was raspy as all heck from needing to cough.
"I'm new, I think." She'd state with a quick glance around, before turning her head to let out a wheezed cough. At least she didn't cough in their face or something!-
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14 minutes ago, Lilytuft said:
(Added! Welcome to the nightmare)
(Thank you!! ^^)
With a startle, a new figure came to a stance. The dizziness of rising too quick from slumber rushed in, though she refused herself the luxury to sit as she gazed around.
Her eyes would shift, signifying she'd been looking around, though there was nothing to tell where exactly her sight was.
Tears would well as panic began to settle. This was not home. Didn't look even remotely like home! And where was..
Who? Where was who, newcomer? She couldn't find herself with any memory, and even soon would forget why she's confused. It's a very frustrating cycle, you know.-
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- Almost always seen crying, distraught, and panic-stricken
- Can and will scream at you if she's scared, normally in hostility.
- Seems to hate the idea of mates.
- Sickly! She's constantly coughing, wheezing, sneezing, or sniffling.
- Seems unused to company.
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Again, ignore the herbo in the corner