Dragon

Name: Hakkath
Gender: Female
Size/Shoulder/Length: original 7'6" h/b / 42' l / 60' ws; slightly smaller than she should be but with time and care she's grown into her more proper genetically-inspired size; is now 10' hip bipedal / 55' l / 70' ws
Colors: White Green White; body mint and grass green lightest at body, with metallic shine, frosted white at forepaws, wing tips, face, and tail tip; wingsails dark grass green with brightly snow-white frosted edges
Breed: Healing Den Pernese
Features: As shown, kinda chonky but flies well; four legs but stands as shown with smaller forelimbs, thumbs; single visible spar wings, two more internal, with a transition of body color to underwing color on backs (whoops i did not color those correctly) between second and primary spar; head is long and narrow, short head knobs, no other decoration, very long almost prehensile tail
Powers: Winged Flight, very strong, used to lifting heavy prey
Teleportation, rapid fire or long distance local world preferred, but she can also move through dimensions easily
Telepathy, her mind voice is hard, steely, or more accurately as sharp as her talons, and though she lacks a really great vocabulary it’s clear that she does have her own mind and wits, she does not have verbal speech
Assisted Firebreath, she hasn’t needed to breathe flame to hunt, and feels it is not really needed, she never learned how to ‘chew’ and honestly if she did have that unassisted version that some Old World dragons evolved while in the Den, she’d snipe with it at medium to close range with deadly accuracy; it will inherit as unassisted breath
Parentage: below
Origin: Healing Den Bicolor, Frenzy 3; Art By: Zekiran
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Events or History: (from original hatching and beyond)
Two greens and a large golden white broke shell, then a speckled white-blue, then a darkly violet-blue. The golden white one screeched loudly, making the greens wince. One of the greens was very pale, a minty color. But her wings were very deeply forest green underneath, and her nose and wing edges were specked with white. She wobbled her way towards Tamira, and in a beseeching tone asked, will you show me where you live? I want a warm place. What is that on your shoulder? I am Hakkath.

“That... That's little Manilla. He was my birthing day gift! But oh you're such a great gift too!”

-- she was abandoned at the sands, however, Not only does Hakkath feel cheated, she feels used. Never approach this dragon without good reason, as she has stormed in and out of the Den with blood in her eye and even some on her claws...

(story below)

--- 2021 ---

Hakkath is absolutely the prime candidate for this subversive group the Death Court. And she resented the word ‘candidate' so much that she spat a draconic curse at herself for thinking it.

In the time it took Faiyarionth to make her choice, five more eggs had hatched. They all spread out, and more followed. They were so... bouncy. Some downright cheerful. It sort of made many of these hydragons a little queasy with how ‘nice’ they turned out.

Over by the hydragons, two more hatchlings were gaining a significant amount of attention. One of them, a red drenched in other shades of red as if she'd been turned inside out, stood with paws splayed, eyes narrowed to slits, in front of Hakkath.

Hakkath matched the hatchling in pose and expression, and for one of the few times in her life, she held the size advantage.

Are you going to leave me, the hatchling demanded.

Not if you don't leave me, Pisruth, Hakkath replied.

Are we gonna have fun, Pisruth continued.

Depends on what you think is fun, Hakkath replied.

I wanna smash some things.

Then we are definitely going to have fun.

Pisruth accepted this answer with a sniff, lifting her head and tail high as she stalked up to Hakkath's snout and gave her a playful bop. Hakkath responded with a snort of hot air that nearly knocked the red off her feet. Together they slunk toward the back of the group, there to get away from prying eyes.

While he’d been looking away, several of the hydra contingent had made their moves on the new hatchlings. Kalkenoux looked to be picking through them as if he were shopping, while Hakkath, the singular dragon of the group, found herself in a stand-off with a small, red hatchling sporting four smaller heads.

::I see a red thing in your mind already. Many things in your mind are red. I am red too. I will make more red things for you,:: the hatchling said in an oddly poetic fashion.

Hakkath tilted her head one way, then the other, then nodded at the hatchling.

::Our family grows. Come with me, Wriroth.::

Name: Pisruth
Gender: Female
Size/Shoulder/Length: 0.10” hatchling, Adult 10' s
Colors: Bloody mess red
Breed: Death Court
Features: As shown
Powers: Winged Flight, Teleportation (local, nexus), Telepathy, unassisted Firebreath
Parentage: Naxi'im and Hexeth
Origin: Death Court 2021 Art By: Mystic
Other Info: Bonded to Hakkath but up for other members of their little clan; Dependable, Aggressive, Loving and Has high standards

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Name: Wriroth
Gender: male
Size/Shoulder/Length: 8' s / 25' l / 60' ws
Colors: blood red
Breed: Court Hydra Hybrid
Features: 5 heads, 3 tails
Powers: Telepathy, teleportation, fire breath, blue fire breath (fire that will stick to surfaces)
Parentage: Below
Origin: Death Court 2026 By: Mystic and Dragonflight
Other Info: Sponsored by Hakkath; Personality: Aggressive, loyal, pragmatic

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