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Thorn's Gamble

The Outclaws’ attack on Burn’s stronghold was a disaster…

Without Peril to save Scarlet (dead long while ago), Thorn was forced to order her forces to retreat back to the den as overwhelming numbers of the garrison threatened to erase the Outclaws as an effective force.

But she wouldn’t leave Sunny there, not for anything on this world. She had surrendered to the garrison forces under Smolder, demanding to search for letters sent by Stonemover through the stronghold, she was short-sighted and impulsive. Although Smolder’s plot to imprison both of them failed through Thorn’s clever usage of explosives against the metal door, their fortunes had ran out.

Burn had arrived from the north with a major army, if there was any chance at all they could escape, it had slipped over completely.

For the first time in her short time outside her cave, Sunny felt truly powerless, combined with Morrowseer’s reveal of the falsehoods of the prophecy, Burn grew into an even bigger threat, the possibility of her death, cold and alone, without her friends, without her mother, was real.

But Thorn remained defiant, even as Burn landed, shaking the ground slightly at each step, making even her own soldiers tremble, growling, snarling and roaring, until her face grew with a delightful and uncanny grim when her eyes were set at Sunny.

“Ah… You… The dragonet I wanted the most…” Burn snarled, as Sunny couldn’t contain her fear, Burn continued, “Yes… I will stuff your little head EXACTLY the face you are now.”

“Only over my dead body.” Thorn snarled as she stood between her and Sunny.

Burn smiled gladly, but upon a closer inspection, she commented:

“Thorn… Thorn, the bandit ‘queen’, as they call you wherever dragons aren’t your talon lickers…” Burn scoffed, “You seem quite useful, managed even to take my best general, Six-Claws, from what my spies in the den tell me, he was outliving his usefulness, anyways.”

Thorn stood her ground as Burn approached.

“Very well. Bold as expected.” Burn sighed, “I shall make you an offer, for my day was bad as it is. Give me this little creature over there, its not worth your life, and you are free, leave, rule that den of degenerates as you see fit, and we shall never cross eyes again.”

“That ‘creature’ is MY DAUGHTER” Thorn roared, as loudly as she could, startling all the soldiers surrounding them. “The blood of my blood. The dragonet I spent the last 6 years searching. You will be DEAD before I ever turn up on her!”

As Burn and her soldiers heard, mumbling over her words, Burn roared:

“SILENCE!!!” Afterwards Burn chuckled for a moment, “There was only one dragon I knew who could speak to me like this and survive another day. Queen Oasis, may the deserts howl over her ashes.”

As Burn remained herself of her mother, Thorn remained silent, her eyes locked at Burn with vicious intent.

“Well. Alright. A counter-proposal to my own.” Burn snarled, “A challenge. If you defeat me, both you and your daughter will walk freely from here. May we never cross paths ever again. BUT, if I win, I gonna kill you, and your daughter will be next.”

“I accept it.” Thorn snarled back, “You know the rules as I do. Remove your armor.”

“As intended.” Burn mumbled, as she unwrapped her armor plating, standing unarmored as Thorn.

As the soldiers scattered, one remained, Addax, with Smolder, who proclaimed, while bowing as low as possible:

“Queen Burn. As I expect your swift and ultimate victory, I wished to inform you that I, Addax, brought Sunny to your custody, I sincerely hope to be reinstated into your glorious army.” He said, as Burn was finishing her unwrapping, throwing one plate at him, nearly hitting.

“Very well. You are reinstated, now leave my sight.” Burn snarled.

As Thorn readied herself, she looked back at Sunny, who was taken by two soldiers.

“M-Mother…” Sunny yelped.

“Don’t worry… Sunny.” Thorn spoke.

Sunny realized that for the first time, Thorn had remembered her actual name. She shed a tear, the fight seemed impossible to win, the odds were against them, but somehow, somewhere deep within her, Sunny had faith, they would get out of here, they would.

As she looked at one of the talons carrying her, she saw six talons instead of five, she immediately looked back and smiled, it was Six-Claws, and to her side, Qibli.

Thorn turned to face Burn again, she smiled, for her mind was clear.

Once she gave the signal, the infiltrated Outclaws would begin a generalized turmoil within the stronghold’s army, tearing themselves apart, it was the perfect plan, some may even call it, a dirty plan, one closer to the likes of Blister even, Thorn wouldn’t like the comparisons, but one thing the ‘bandit queen’ knew very well, her gambles are truly unfair.

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WoW AU: The Black Dragonflight

While I liked the dragonflight expansion of wow, I have had thought how bad the aspects and their flights have had through wow history, honestly, there’s something even disturbing about how they are portrayed, especially the female characters, hardly more obvious than how the female consorts are treated…

But well, I have thought about an AU I wanted to write with Neltharion and the black dragonflight in general, its increasingly becoming bigger and bigger, so I wanted to give a brief resume of the main characters in this AU.

Neltharion:

I overall hate “corruption”, this word is most always a cheap escape to turn anyone evil, so I wanted to demote the old gods from having any role in Neltharion story, I simply think he is as hard to corrupt as all the aspects were so far, I wanted his reasoning to be more deeper, a real fear, which caused him to act irrationality and inadvertently, become an antagonist, and I always like to make this distinction, but an antagonist is not a villain, it isn’t doing evil for its own sake, its simply taking a path which directly conflicts with the heroes’ path.

I see him more as an anti-hero, someone wanting to do right, but by his own terms.

My main POD happens in the War of the Ancients, Neltharion, with the aspects, creates the dragon soul and uses it against the demons, but their legions were endless, despite the superweapon the aspects had created. Malfurion would have the idea to destroy the well of eternity, which would cause immense suffering and destruction through Azeroth, but stop the burning legion for now.

Neltharion was handling the dragon soul with several blue dragons, which would all be killed when the destruction of the well of eternity also sent a magical shockwave which caused the orb to explode on Neltharion’s face. He was considered dead as the aspects scrambled but never found him or his body.

Neltharion was in reality, pushed away through Old Kalimdor, fragmenting, and as he landed, his aspect powers had saved him from certain death, unlike many dragons’ fates for the several years to come.

He had fallen into a deep sleep for centuries to come, recovering. The old gods had tried to manipulate him in this moment, as Neltharion’s mind grew anxious with the burning legion and the cost of unpreparedness had in the world HE was supposed to protect, above all other aspects.

Neltharion would reawaken during the Great War, with the magical surge caused by the opening of the dark portal, he would watch humans and orcs fighting, his mind now growing ever more radical in his ideas, he thought the aspects had spent too long playing as benevolent gods of the mortals, and the lack of meticulous intervention had been causing this.

Secretly, Neltharion, seeing the orcs tainted with devil blood, grew ever more disgusted by them, and supported the humans in the war, with the intention of the complete destruction of the Horde. While the orcs were defeated right at the Stormwind battle, they scattered, the humans pursued them but overall failed to kill all of them.

Neltharion, now disguised as a noble, supported the foundation of the Alliance of Lordaeron. He was rather impressed by the might of humankind, such a young race which he had not seen last time he was awaken, even more, a warrior race which he wished to replace the pacifist and naturalist night elven as the true defenders of Azeroth.

Time would pass, the Alliance would splinter as the Horde was soundly defeated and petty struggles had returned.

Neltharion would then return to his lair, to find his family and the rest of the black dragonflight, in shambles.

Sintharia:

Consort of Neltharion and Queen of the Black Dragons, Sintharia would remember the last centuries as the most painful time of her life, almost reaching to the break point.

The War of the Ancients had scattered the black dragonflight, many, in the absence of Neltharion, followed Sintharia as the de facto leader of the flight, while many more would corrupt through the old gods due to not having the mental strength the aspects or their associates had, from warmongers to destroyers, ravaging an already destroyed land.

More importantly, Sintharia held the last two eggs she had with Neltharion, his very legacy, in the belief he was dead as the other aspects thought, Onyxia and Nefarian. In sight of a destroyed flight, a lost aspect and a weight too big to bare, she withdraw for decades from any clear leadership, nearly driving away the last remnants of a united flight.

Sintharia would eventually commit to continue the legacy of Neltharion, pledging her presence at the Wyrmrest Temple and upholding the accord to watch and rebuild the mortal world, growing closer to Alexstrasza, who deeply understood her pain.

Until the day Neltharion returned old of nowhere to their lair, Sintharia had focused in her two children, determined to raise one of the worthy of being the next black aspect, a rivalry which both of them would battle fiercely.

Onyxia:

The youngest of the two siblings, Onyxia had hatched into an intelligent, charming and charismatic dragoness, aspiring brood mother and above all else, aspect of the black dragonflight.

As soon as she and Nefarian had grow into drakes, Sintharia sent them into a mission which would help her decide which of them should become aspect, to locate either Neltharion or his remnants. Both agreed and begun decades and decades of pursuit without success.

The embrace, which Azeroth’s two moons combine, the only time which aspect powers could be granted, came and gone, and Sintharia refused to grant any of the two with the powers or the ritual.

Onyxia and Nefarian grew frustrated with their mother, and their rivalry slowly became more and more friendly, and despite angry for none of them becoming aspects, at that point, they grew wise enough to know Sintharia not only knew better, but she knew it was a burden rather than a blessing for their ambitions.

While Onyxia served as an ambassador for Sintharia at the Wyrmrest Temple, as soon as she was aware of Neltharion’s return, she immediately returned to their main lair, together with Nefarian, and met their father.

The family reunion was filled with sorrow and euphoria, but Neltharion had returned different. Long were the days which he was carefree and a pacifist, now he was more determined, to protect Azeroth, to protect whatever remained of his flight, and his children abide to his requests without questioning.

Onyxia, charming and charismatic, was sent alone to the Stormwind Kingdom, in Neltharion’s grand plan to unify humanity into a single power, growing deluded of the possibility of the seven kingdoms unite on their own accord.

She quickly grew her power by playing the stonemasons and nobles who were rebuilding the city, soon causing a revolt and the harsh crackdown of the stonemasons into the countryside, where they would form a militia to hit back at Stormwind. One of the casualties of this revolt was King Varian Wrynn’s own wife, Tiffin, which had pledged a peaceful resolution to the conflict.

As Varian grew more absolutist, Onyxia under her guise organized his kidnapping and then murder in a remote island off the coast of Azeroth, establishing herself and Bolvar in a regency council for the young prince Anduin.

Onyxia would later successfully and effectively crush the stonemason rebellion and restore full order to Stormwind and her territories.

While through an amulet, Onyxia had full control of Bolvar, her ultimate plot to take full control of Stormwind fall short when she unexpectedly caught herself rather caring for the young prince, her motherly instinct had rather shifted her plans into convincing Anduin, now alone and scared, that she was the best for him, and his future kingdom.

Through the years, she successfully convinced Anduin, and as soon as he reached the age to become king, she granted him powers, still under her full tutelage, but rather gentle guiding hand over the human kingdom.

She would continue her dominion until Nefarian’s plan would come to reality...

Nefarian:

Nefarian, the sibling of Onyxia, charming, charismatic but a brute with intelligence, they were two sides of the same coin after all, and in Neltharion’s grand plan, he flew with him to Lordaeron, the capital city and strongest of the human kingdoms.

Through the help of Neltharion, Nefarian was to conduct the young and ambitious prince Arthas towards the complete domination of Azeroth as the main meat for any potential future legion invasions.

Arthas’ descend proved to come much sooner than expected, as he intended to purge a town to save his kingdom from the growing problem of the undeath plague spreading through infected grain. While Arthas’ mentor and lover, Uther and Jaina, respectively, refused to purge the city, soon after they left a mysterious figure come by, Nefarian under a guise and encouraging the prince to do so.

Stratholme was purged, and Nefarian soon grew to be Arthas’ only friend in a world that has defied his wish to protect his people, at any cost. While battling the undead and remnants of the horde in the wilds, Nefarian’s whispers grew ever louder and Arthas was then fully convinced that his limited powers were not enough, he needed to assume control, to slay his father.

Marching into the capital, Arthas killed his father and soon proclaimed himself king, while violently purging all opposition to his new rule. Nefarian at his side, as adviser and friend, Arthas marched over the neighbor kingdoms, crushing their armies as the remnants of the black dragonflight revealed themselves to support their forces and change the tides.

Arthas had granted Nefarian a place in order to hatch their flight’s ground forces, dragonspawn, drakonids and other dragonkin, which would soon fight side by side with humans.

The unfolding of Neltharion’s plan came with huge backlash of the other flights, and Alexstrasza, as queen of all dragons, demanded a meeting with Neltharion and the ceasing of the pointless wars. While Neltharion attended the meeting, he left clear the reborn black dragonflight would not abide to the passivity of the aspects, and that he required no consent of the accord in order to act to protect Azeroth.

While Alexstrasza refused to engage into a full war, which she could absolutely win, as the black dragons were severely weakened, she sent several red dragons in disguise in order to support the waves of refugees coming from Arthas’s brutal wars of conquest, as well as even offering one orc refugee and leader of a small community, Thrall, to join them and move them to Kalimdor, where they could reestablish a society free from tyranny.

Within years, the Lordaeron Empire extended through all Azeroth and the eastern kingdoms, the last human kingdom standing before Arthas was Kul Tiras, protected by the sea and a vast fleet, Arthas had wasted no time in building a massive fleet, which he counted with the black dragons in order to overwhelm Kul Tiras, the home of his former lover, Jaina, which he was certain would come to face him once for all.

As the navies clashed, Arthas’ fleet suffered heavy casualties and the expected support of the black dragons came but did little to change the tides, as the unexpected Kul Tiras’ red dragon reinforcements, which were instructed to not antagonize the black dragons, came and reversed the change of tides into a decisive Kul Tiras victory.

While Lordaeron’s fleet lays in the bottom of the ocean, King Arthas, which was soon expecting to be crowned Emperor Arthas, as he merged his empire with his last vassal, Stormwind under Onyxia, suffered a severe reverse of fortunes.

For Neltharion and Nefarian, his defeat was a setback, but not a major one, for now at least Alexstrasza finally showed the firmness of her decisions, but had not desired to proclaim an outright war against the black dragonflight.

Through Kalimdor, as orcs, humans, elves and trolls establish through the coastal region, a sentiment of hope and dread come by, as a sorta of cold war begins between Lordaeron and Kul Tiras, in a similar vein, a cold war between the dragon aspects, while Nozdormu remained neutral, Ysera pledged her loyalty to Alexstrasza, Malygos had presented himself as rather on the side of Neltharion, his old friend, seeing some wisdom in his actions.

Malygos had long been watching the mortal races with contempt, and even worse, disgust at their childish usage of magic, the downfall of Dalaran and their ceasing of magic studies was quite amusing for him, and he pledged support for Neltharion’s wise intervention in mortal affairs.

Nefarian however, had bigger plans, as he grew his dragonkin army, he rather saw Arthas as merely a temporary leader, and soon, he himself would take over in a swift and brutal coup, erasing Lordaeron’s emperor and his army, setting a new age of dragon rule of humanity.

Wrathion:

Wrathion didn’t live much to presence much of the events that had come forth so far, but he was the youngest and newest whelp hatched from Neltharion and Sintharia, decades after their reunion.

(Note: Yeah, he is directly a son of Neltharion, because I absolutely wanted to fix the ungodly mess that has become the black dragons’ family tree)

He still quite young and a protegee of Onyxia, the aspiring brood mother, and remains overall in her castle in Stormwind, where he developed a friendship with king (now governor) Anduin, which her begrudgingly allowed to happen, out of a somewhat genuine intention to merge the black dragons and humans into one state.

Despite his very young age, Wrathion would come to be charming, independent and above all, ambitious, quickly convincing Anduin to go with him on small adventurers through Azeroth in search of powerful artifacts he could discover, while Onyxia was fully aware of it, she let it all happen out of curiosity.

Even though Wrathion grew both inspired and friendly to Onyxia, certain events would bring him into a more cold and hostile relationship with his older brother, Nefarian. After sneaking in his lab at Lordaeron with Anduin, Wrathion uncovered Nefarian’s plot to gradually replace humanity with the dragonkin, minimal dragon blood spilled, total domination, and this could only mean one thing, his dear friend, Anduin, was under risk, he would be among the first to go when the time came.

Not wasting much time, Wrathion took Anduin and left the lab, into the wilderness, which he intended to escape to Kalimdor and the free settlements.

It didn’t took Onyxia much time to realize the dastardly whelp and the king under her control had been gone for good, she sent her dragonspawn into a mission in order to bring back Wrathion to her claws, where she would punish him for his disrespect of his elder, and to kill Anduin if he resists.

For the young whelp now, much like the rest of Azeroth, the world has drastically change, a future conflict seems inevitable, the return of the legion too, as everyone focus on fending for themselves, even Neltharion, now locked into a frozen unannounced conflict with Alexstrasza, has shifted all his plans for preparedness.

As the elders fighting among themselves, Wrathion found comfort and confidence in friendship with Anduin, though brainwashed, remained the same young and hopeful leader for his people he hoped to be.

Wrathion now stands alone in a cold world, what will he do?

Hopefully nothing as stupid as canon XD

Also yep, this is the short version, I can't help but endlessly yap about the AUs I think

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A goofy art I had intended to do for months of my gang, Lau, Azul, Izy and Kava

Don't ask about their fully dnd dragon names 

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Darkstalker, the Mad Scholar

Goofy Darkstalker!

Ngl, I dislike Darkstalker, even the very concept of his character, while admitelly being possible to be done right, the overpowered villain is one which I deeply despise, because basically, you need him to be incredibly stupid in order for the protagonists to win, and I don't see the need for him to be the most powerful seer, animus and whatever else to be villanous.

But well, I have had some thoughts about how to improve his characters to standards more preferable for me, of course.

My main idea for Darkstalker, and animus in general (I repeat the same concept with Orca), is that through animus, a dragon seeks to achieve immortality, of himself and his beloved ones.

The good old mythical fountain of youth, a mystical source of eternal youth, immortality, the dream of every leader, every emperor, every power hungry maniac.

In my idea of animus, a dragon must study pre-determined magical words (as opposed to saying anything and then works), to master the craft of magic and potentially even learn more magical sources and workable spells.

Darkstalker had been well educated through his royal raising by Arctic and Prudence (my royal nightwing princess which replaces Foeslayer because what the hell is the sense of sending the daughter of a random diplomat to get the animus genes instead of one of your own royal family????????)

Darkstalker would learn from ancient tales of animus, especially from the IceWings, their greed pursuit of magic has caused immense consequences as proved itself also a power for good, thanks to gifts, like sustanance, the Ice Queendom had erased famine from their history books, as an outdated concept and looked with extreme contempt to foreigners and their petty daily struggles.

But within his character, lies one powerful motivator, the love for his beloved ones, be his mother, his sister and even the potential love of his life, Clearsight.

Darkstalker would spend weeks in isolation trying to perfect his magical crafts, learning everything he could from the libraries and old scholars of the NightWings, yet he realized one tremendous flaw in his plans, the Night Queendom had no records about animus but passive observers from other tribes, it lied upon him and he alone to craft the very understanding of animus within his society.

As he made scrolls, wrote books and mastered spells, Darkstalker's sanity grew dimmer by the month, a thing his family realized and tried persuade him to leave this goals which many before him had come to seek and fail to achieve immortality, a greedy pursuit which only fed his ego, rather than his love.

Darkstalker would grow increasingly hostile to his father, Arctic, also a master of his animus craft and the biggest opposer to his ambition of immortality. Their tensions would grow to the breaking point as both entered a spell battle for Whiteout and Darkstalker would slay his father and permanently break his family apart.

From that day, he became a rogue scholar, his pursuit for immortality led to him losing his family, the ones which he intended to have with him forever, in his endless ego driven pursuit, now with nothing left, he moved around the Night Queendom while trying to steal and study whatever he could.

But the life of this monster would end shortly, as news from the Sea Queendom terrified the NightWings, as a royal of their own went mad and killed nearly all the royal family, Queen Vigilance organized an Animus Scare, and Darkstalker was pursued by an angry mob of NightWings.

While Darkstalker, in desperation, killed many NightWings with his spells against the mob, they eventually overpowered him and killed the foul dragon, his name cursed for the rest of eternity.

The legend of Darkstalker, now but a footnote in NightWing history, of the dangers of unquenchable ambition and lack of morality through the research of magics.

Ironically, the young and ambitious Darkstalker, so eager to advance the research of animus, would be the very cause for its demonization in NightWing society for centuries to come.

The NightWings would remain in their queendom, Whiteout would be exiled, as fears that she was also an animus would plague the minds of the NightWings and their royals alike, but Prudence refused to leave her daughter, engaging in a royal challenge against Vigilance, she had won against the aging queen and much of her reign would be the rehabilitation of her daughter and the slow, and merciful, forgetting of her son.

While Whiteout would never become queen of the NightWings, due mostly to her marrying a commoner, Thoughtful, she would live the remaining of her life peacefully in low view from the queendom.

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once these 15 million different stressful situations resolve themselves I’m gonna be so normal again. I can be normal and not exhausted

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my mans running animation only got two frames

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fun behaviors to give dragons that aren't feline/canine based

cause as much as i love dragons purring and roaring i wish there was just more variety in how they would act

clacking their teeth together to show contentedness/happiness (budgies)

using tails as a defensive weapon in a whip like fashion (iguana)

twitching to express that they're not a threat to members of their species (hognose snake)

feeling calm when eyes are hooded/covered (birds of prey)

head bobbing as a threat display (anoles/bearded dragons)

flattening neck or sides to appear bigger (snakes/lizards)

mantling over food to protect it from hatchmates (birds of prey)

wiggling neck as a courting maneuver (budgies)

audibly grinding teeth as a warning (macaques)

maintained eye contact as a challenge (gorillas)

pounding wings against sides as a threat (gorillas)

slapping other dragons with their claws when their personal bubble is invaded (seals)

hoards used as a site to impress mates (birds of paradise)

snorting when undergoing heightened stress (horses)

making repeated loud noises with surroundings to establish territory (woodpeckers)

loud constant arguments with other dragons when roosting (bats)

building lairs that cause a domino effect of change in the land around them (beavers)

slapping their tails against the ground/water as a warning (beavers)

wiggling tail tip to attract prey (various animals)

wiggling tail tip as a warning (snakes)

plucking or scraping off scales as a sign of stress (parrots)

raising spines/frills as a response to danger and carrying on with their usual business as they believe they're protected (lionfish)

and im not saying canine and feline behaviors are wrong or bad to give a dragon (people wouldn't write dragons with those behaviors if they weren't fun in the first place!) but i feel for creatures that are mythological giant winged lizards that you can do more and get experimental with it. often the more unfamiliar behavior the more dragony the dragon feels

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Someone has something against Starflight, I just can't XDDD

First that (imo) ugly grey Starflight because someone thought it would be a good idea to make a Morrowseer plushie

Now they put Moonwatcher's pose because poor Starflight wasn't in a magnificent pose enough I guess XD

Roooosarrjeurosjddj why does the WoF merch look so buttcheek 💔💔 my personal theory is some1 from Scholastic who's never actually read the books made the designs ewwww

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I prefer to actually be able to even render 😭😭😭

Which rendering style do you prefer: simple or detailed? I think both are great - in fact, the more styles you can pull off, the better! Here’s my thoughts on that ✨ This is a preview of my tutorial video on different rendering styles! You can find it over on my Patreon.

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It has been a long time since I last drew Onyxia, in an attempt to improve my skills, crazy how time goes!

I also intend to draw Deathwing and his family uncorrupted as part of an AU I was fabricating recently

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Saphira has a very judgemental derg eyes XD

Also kinda trying to draw her again since it has been a hell of a long while since I last tried

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No rest for evil!!!

Even if they aren't really trying anything 😥

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Some more magma drawings I did with a friend, this was my part of te canvas

Ngl, I have been tired and uninspired with drawing, but drawing on magma with other people has always been an amusing experience

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Tbh, I kinda blame the references, they are all the same with the slightest cosmetic changes, it doesn't help whatsoever.

I hate when people draw Clay as the ONLY fat dragon. Turtle is canonically chubby, and yet I see people draw him like a regular SeaWing or skinny af. Also, Moon, Tsunami, Coral, Morrowseer, Foeslayer, Jambu, and Hailstorm would totally be at least a bit chubby.

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I think this idea would be better simply because Tui has a lot of trouble with baby speak, Anemone was 1 year old in arc 1, she spoke like at best 6-7 and was clearly aware of her situation.

Other babies like Mink or Cliff don't act like this and both are even more different from Bumblebee, it's chaos, if she wanted them to speak more, just made them older yeah.

I hc Anemone is actually closer to 5, not 2-3. I imagine Coral purposely not teaching her months and stuff and telling her she's much younger than she actually is. Coral also gaslit the whole tribe about her daughter's age, or the palace at the very least. Coral's word is law and truth , if she says her daughter that hatched half a decade ago is two then she is.

I figure she did this so Anemone would think like, Oh I'm to young to be out on my own anyway. Mother will let me off when I'm older. But also, deep down, Coral is scared of when her daughter reaches adulthood. Wouldn't want another Orca situation.

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You know how I rewrote Scarlet death? Everything the same except when Ruby enchantment was exposed it basically caused a uproar

Their queen using Animus magic and lied about it? What else did she lie about? Did she lie when she had all the eggs murdered on the brightest night saying that they died?

Safe to say it became clear that if Scarlet won the Royal challenge she would have gotten ceasered. They would have literally ripped her wings off cause EVERYONE is after her. Peril was ready to burn Scarlet alive

Tbh, I think everyone knew Scarlet lied about anything and everything, after all, Peril was supposed to be dead, this is what skywing law demanded, but now she plays the role of the leashed pet monster of Scarlet, ready to destroy anyone who challenged her rule.

Due to that, the skywings accepted thing after thing that was completely unacceptable, but once Peril frees herself from Scarlet, so does the skywings, they revolt and kill Scarlet accordingly.

I would love that ending, rather than the "Tourmaline-Ruby" ending.