NightStrider's Clan

Upon entering the cove, one might see nothing, or they might see a cove teeming with life. There are dens up top along the rim of the cove, and some even mostly submerged, and several large heated pools in which dams and sires are guarding their nests almost religiously.

Some dragons growl and snarl upon seeing a stranger, feathers, scales, manes and all other sorts of things bristling and rearing to life at the possibility of defending their home. If no threat is shown, they go about their business. But if there is one, then woe to all who enter with them.

Amidst the hustle and bustle of life, with hunters coming too and fro with fresh fish and other reef dwelling animals and hatchlings tussling and rolling about, a larger cave stands far off to the side. In front of that cave is a rocking chair, with a roughened young girl before it. That would be the precious 'Droplet' of the cove, as all the dragons will tell you.

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I'm Nichole, but I commonly go by Nightstrider, or Strider if we're buddies. If you would like a dragon, you can message me and we can talk prices or possible trades.

I love all of my dragons so letting them go might be harder for me to do sometimes.

Remmis is the one who actually recommended me here, and I have loved every moment of it.