Fog-Kissed Forest Night Green Ylvath

Dragon Description

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Green as dark as night, red stars glimmering against the darkness; this is undoubtably Fenrith's green get. From her large, powerful, and wolf-like head to her too long tail this green is patterned like the darkest bloodstone, near midnight green shot through with pinpricks of shimmering red-bronze as it sprinkles over head and elegant neck. Larger red-bronze droplets shimmer and dance along her back and stomach fading to a nearly translucent wing-sail over strong and promising wings. A silver-grey fog curls sinister-like over the creature's large powerful body, swirling and dancing over the green and red as it snakes out along limbs like ghostly fingers. Powerful 'sails overtaken by the silvery mist, reflecting and refracting light off each little dewdrop of silver. Powerful forelegs are tipped with near black paws, talons articulating away from the darkness in bright mahogany. Likewise the bloodstone deepens across her hind legs, ending in large near-black feet tipped with that same mahogany colour. This deeply coloured green promises strength and stability — as well as a wild side.


Egg Name and Description

Can't See For The Smoke Egg

This small egg seems to have been covered by thick smoke, a blackish-grey in colouration, so dark as to appear a total loss. No exact details can be seen across its surface, just grey upon black upon grey. Perhaps..if you strain your eye something distinct will pop out at you. That silhouette of a table, that shadow of a doorway. Is there any life left in this mess of thick smoke? What's that, over there, a small child's teddy bear? The faintest hints of red and blue there at the narrow tip, but then they're gone again. Will you ever find what you're looking for? Or will you simply give into the billowing smokiness?


Hatching Message

Can't See For The Smoke Egg rolls again, and this time the crack breaks open into a jagged crack akin to the toothy yawn of a hungry predator. Two heartbeats later, the small green inside steps out of the wreckage of her shell like a haughty Lady Holder, considering the newly expanded boundaries of her rightful realm.


Hatchling Name and Description

Fog-Kissed Forest Night Green Hatchling

Green as dark as night, red stars glimmering against the darkness; this is undoubtably Fenrith's green get. From her large, powerful, and wolf-like head to her too long tail this green is patterned like the darkest bloodstone, near midnight green shot through with pinpricks of shimmering red-bronze as it sprinkles over head and elegant neck. Larger red-bronze droplets shimmer and dance along her back and stomach fading to a nearly translucent wing-sail over strong and promising wings. A silver-grey fog curls sinister-like over the creature's large powerful body, swirling and dancing over the green and red as it snakes out along limbs like ghostly fingers. Powerful 'sails overtaken by the silvery mist, reflecting and refracting light off each little dewdrop of silver. Powerful forelegs are tipped with near black paws, talons articulating away from the darkness in bright mahogany. Likewise the bloodstone deepens across her hind legs, ending in large near-black feet tipped with that same mahogany colour. This deeply coloured green promises strength and stability — as well as a wild side.


Impression Message

« YOU! » comes the voice. Harsh as being discovered stealing bubblies by a stern Headwoman, sharp as the feel of a rugged rock digging into your side when you've fallen unexpectedly. That … voice-sensation reaches out, grabs you, holds you tight, so that you feel almost as if you cannot move. And then it bursts into something like a barking mental laugh. « Did I scare you? » Oh good! It worked! She is so pleased with herself, that her 'joke' worked, even as the sensation of her mind and soul melding with yours is completed. « I should. Because I am Ylvath. And you are MINE. » It's a good thing that the bond also tells you that she loves you, very very very much. Even more than she loves herself. « And I, » she purrs more softly, more secretively, « Am yours, Tequoia… forever and ever. »


Mindvoice Name and Description

Feral Guardian

Fierce. The voice that insinuates itself into your very soul is wild, and feral, and free, and unafraid to let you know it. But shes also unafraid to remind you that you, too, are all of those things, and more. Her voice is husky, almost always at a low and throaty growl. Some will find it threatening, some will find it unaccountably sensual and enticing, but they will never forget one thing. She is very much Fenriths daughter, and she is wild, wild, wild. When she is angry, she will roar at the top of her mental voice, but when she is FURIOUS, she will whisper — a sound like ice shattering on the coldest of nights. Luckily for you, most of the time her voice is only a sensual purr, at a very comfortable level for you.


Personality

That touch of beauty, that smidgen of monstrous. Your Ylvath is the predatory seductress and every bit her dark-minded mother’s daughter. A bit dark, a bit demanding, she is very much the wolven queen, who will rise up and hooooooowl at the full moons, and be in a foul mood in the dark of them. She doesn't like to hunt captive prey. No, she is ONLY happy if she catches her food from the wild places and open plains…no cropped-winged wherries for her once she can hunt on her own! She is a planner, as well. A planner and a plotter extraordinaire. While she is aware that she is no golden queen, that is of no concern to her. Queens are to be revered for their ability to be the mothers of dragonkind, and obeyed for their wisdom, but they are creatures of the day. No, she is her golden sister’s opposite: she is the dark ruler of the night, and all of those who she can bring under her darkling sway. She is not evil…she simply thinks that things would go better if everyone did things her way and will go to lengths to ensure they /do/ see things her way.

Do NOT be surprised to find her subtly trying to influence the other greens of the clutch into doing her bidding, or to convince those oversized brutes, the bronzes and browns, that it is in their own best interest to help her along with her plans. She will never be what one would call social, but she is not solitary. Outside of you, she sees all others as proper pawns and minons to be herded and placed where she needs them, and she is not above gathering a pack of lessers about her, be they other greens, easily swayed blues, firelizards, and even whers if one proves itself to be useful to her. And if that means she has to flatter and curry them to get them to her side, well, she can do that too!


Growth

To begin with, Ylvath is going to keep you on your toes. You might not be a prankster, and neither is she, but many of her early attempts at plots and plans are going to come across as pranks. You might well get very fed up with her learning to marshall and harness the abilities of the ‘littlecousins’ to her will, as she attempts to collect things she finds to be precious, valuable, or desirable. And if that means she wants the leather bolster that her golden sister rests on? So much the better.

The other issue you are going to have early on is that she is NOT going to be a willing eater once hatching hunger has subsided. She will complain, moan, and knock the feeding trough over after that, because the meat is cold, and dead, and she does not like it. Imagine your horror once she realizes that meat comes from living things…woe be to the canine, feline, or other warm-blooded critter that gets too close to her until she’s big enough to take on larger herd animals! This should cause the weyrlingmasters and dragonhealers alike a bit of consternation. And you even more, if she eats someone’s pet kitten. Just sayin’. When she’s fully grown, she will refuse to consume penned prey…only wild-caught fare will be good enough for her, sending you far afield to find wild herds of ovines, bovines, runners, and the like, to sate her hungers. She’ll only condescend to take penned prey when she’s broody, because it’s the closest warm blooded food nearby.


RP Tips

As we see her, Ylvath is a dragon with a mind of her own. She is every INCH old Fenrith’s wolfy daughter, and will have no bones about hero-worshipping the old bronze. No bronze will ever be as good as her sire! Ever. In many ways, she is the classic Slavic werewolf-woman, a seductress, a predator, a plotter, and a protector of those things that are most valuable to her. She will always want a harem of willing minions to do her bidding, and with her natural intelligence and craftiness, she’ll be able to build one by the time she’s old enough to rise in her first mating flight. Large for a green, and with a supersized personality, she is nothing to be ignored. She is a plotter, a planner, and frankly, she often thinks she knows better than you. She is the best of her kind, the largest green daughter of Arolaeth and Fenrith and thus one of the largest greens ever shelled. And she KNOWS it. This makes her quite conceited, and she’ll let blues smaller than herself know it, too. She has her good side, though. You will never, ever have a more faithful packmate. I mean. Lifemate. She might be the alpha, but she’ll concede to allowing you have some of that limelight, and heaven help anything or anyone who makes you cry. She’ll tear the Weyr apart to correct the heartbreak…which might mean you wind up having to take her OUT of the Weyr after a bad breakup or a disagreement! While we’ve provided you with a detailed, but ultimately rough, sketch of Ylvath as a dragon, her expression is for you, her player, to decide.


Inspiration

The egg theme for this clutch was adversity. The dragon theme was 'heroes'. Ylvath's personality was partially drawn from J'em's Fenrith (though his original personalty desc and RP notes are lost to the ravages of time, he was envisioned as an alpha male werewolf, significantly more feral and animalistic than many bronzes), and from her mindtouch as a hatchling in the shell! If you would like or need some literary inspiration, you might turn your eyes to Kitty Norville (Carrie Vaugh) and/or Riley Jensen (Keri Arthur), both of whom were werewolf women who learned to grow from meek to beast to masters of their own destiny, or you can just sit and imagine what life wouldve been like if the Baroness from GI Joe was a werewolf *ducks and runs*.


Clutchmates

*PC*
Antique Seductress Gold Tzavayth Impressed to Fi (Fiona)
Swagger in Style Bronze Varugoth Impressed to T'us (Tadarius)
Unexpectedly Complex Bronze Straketh Impressed to He'ro (Theron)
Emerald in the Darkness Green Seracenath Impressed to Mahlia
Opal-Eyed Pale Green Rhieyeth Impressed to Miyan (Mihoyan)
Fog-Kissed Forest Night Green Ylvath Impressed to Tequoia

*NPC*
Aloof Tabbied Brown Favenoth Impressed to Cl'ye
Flaming Timbers Brown Moggoth Impressed to D'ttan
Gas Flame Blue Bustepheth Impressed to Caffrey
Wildly Variegated Blue Motath Impressed to Dr'dir
Somewhere Between Green and Blue Ngmath Impressed to N'shton
Bright Sunny Day Green Siolth Impressed to Kr'alc
Soul of the Jungle Green Tcharleth Impressed to Marloe


Credits

Name Ylvath
Dam Gold Arolaeth
Sire Bronze Fenrith
Created By j-em and Ur'con
Impress To Tequoia
Hatched 21st PC Clutch February 11, 2012
Eastern Weyr
PernWorld MUSH
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