#water skink

[herpsandbirds]

Cochin Water Skink (Tropidophorus cocincinensis), family Scincidae, Svay Leu, Cambodia

photographs by jake_smith755

[smolplonts]

tormented by a lizard sunning itself

[thewenglishwarlock]

The party chicken is done!

[b4kuch1n]

frog documentation. frogcumentation

I think I mentioned a while back I'd post nibling frog momence after the gift's done given. which happened on the 2nd this month I just forgot lmao. anyways we can do it now. I used the boigameista pattern scaled up to four pieces of A4 print paper and decided to double deck it to a two layer thing, not unlike a pillow, for ease of washin. because it was gonna be gifted to a one year old child

took a long time and made a number of mistakes bc hand sewing makes me worse as a person but this guy was done in time for the birthday occasion and that's what matters. chose non-fuzzy fabrics for it because we live in a dense city in the tropics and from personal experience if I hug something made of fur I would explode. the original plan included felt patterns on its back for bonus textures for baby but that wouldn't stretch well along with the rest of the thing so had to hold that back. eventually we got this

zipper across its ass, the coat type of zipper bc I miscalculated when ordering. but it did have a shape and that's all that matters to me. will be a fun game for the baby to grow up and be severely misinformed about what a frog looks like

happy extremely late birthday to this thing also

[mablessyrup]

one of the weasel skinks drinking water droplets ☆

[autistickaitovocaloid]

Btw I had a dream last night that they made neko atsume but with lizards.

[aquariuminfobureau]

Often owners of paludariums ponder which lizards are suited to their setups. One appealing genus are the Asian water skinks, Tropidophorus, some species of which are both imported and captive bred nowadays, though they are not widely available. Genus Tropidophorus consists of amphibious lizards that dwell near to lowland forest steams. They are commonly called water (or waterside) skinks, a name unsurprisingly shared with some unrelated skinks, because they are found near water. The keeled or striated scales of this genus are very unusual for skinks, a clade typically bearing smooth scales For this reason the genus are also called keeled skinks.

Because these lizards eat on land, ecological studies appear to downplay the affinity this genus of skinks has for these streams. Yet their association with water is close, and these lizards are sometimes collected in the actual streams. The gut contents of these lizards, demonstrate their broad spectrum insectivory. Captive Tropidophorus have also reportedly preyed on other vertebrates, so they might not be well suited to a paludarium community, though I haven't seen anything about their supposed vertivory in any peer reviewed materials. Insectivores tend to consume smaller vertebrates opportunistically, and Tropidophorus can definitely kill and consume large prey that it can take them minutes to consume, then digest for two or three days. There are actually a few species of Tropidophorus in Asia, from areas of India and China, into even Sulawesi, and more than one species of this genus may be sympatric. Some species are thought to be more associated with rocks than are others, and doubtless other niche partitionings exist.

One of the best studied species is Gray's, T. grayi, an endemic of the Philippines, which has typical habitat requirements for lizards in this genus. It is found in moist forest floor habitats in association with rocks, dead wood, plant roots, and leaf litter. Another water skink that is traded is Bacon's, T. baconi (or the T. morph 'apulus', or the 'bacon skink') described from karst forest in South Sulawesi, specifically a stream with a rocky bottom. Both these species are traded as the spiny water skink, although they sre also labelled by their origins, of the Philippines and Sulawesi, respectively. Another species of water skink that is traded, is the subtropical species T. sinicus, which is called the Chinese water skink. All the species in the genus appear to live close to safe retreats, such as crevices in rock, as well as the streamside.

Tropical water skink species inhabit areas where the air temperatures are 24 to 30 degrees at midday, with an sir humidity of about 80%. The temperature may drop by degrees at night, but proximity to streams has a thermal buffering effect. The Chinese water skink, P. sinicus, inhabits Hong Kong within its range. Hong Kong has a seasonal and subtropical climate, with tropical-type summers and temperate-like winters. In the summer, the humidity there can be between 80 and 90%. Unlike tropical species, this species encounters cooler wintertime temperatures, down to about 17 degrees. Forest streams in Hong Kong can be as warm as 26 degrees C in summer, and as low as 12 degrees in winter, and their circumneutral pH is between 6.5 and 7. Caring for all these lizards requires a warm and humid, yet for that reason ventilated, forest type vivarium or paludarium. But their amphibious nature and waterside habitat, makes them very suitable for the paludarium. The waters in the karst forest streams inhabited by some species, are naturally harder than other tropical forest streams, and with a higher pH.

Tropidophorus might prey on other species, but they can share with climbing frogs of suitable size, that will use the space in the vivarium, above the skinks. For the safety of both species, the frogs must be too large for the skinks to overpower, yet also too small to stuff the heads and torsos of the skinks into their own mouths. Usually the length of Tropidophorus is given at 15 centimeters or 6 inches, but there is size variety between the species, and some lizards may have a nose tip to vent length, of about 12 centimeters or nearly 5 inches in itself, as is recorded of T. baconi. The tail length of Tropidophorus is slightly more than this measurement.

Not an awful lot is known about these lizards, although they are an important radiation of species in Asia, and can in fact be very common. But they are certainly apt for the aquaterrarium, in which the forest floor portion of the footprint, can comfortably accommodate a lizard of this size. The landscape will require dead leaves, and decor around which the skinks may hide. They should be able to submerge themselves in the water area, and easily able to cross in and out of the water portion without difficulties. I doubt the pH or hardness matters greatly to any of these skinks, if the water parameters are sensible. These species are less cryptic than some leaf litter reptiles, being observed when they are out in the open more often, and described as basking. Thus a UVB light source should be provided. They will feed in the water, and I have observed them eat freeze dried foods sold for aquarium fishes, although the skinks were on the land. These skinks can become tame enough to be fed by hand.

[vorbisx]

get sniffed idiot

[southernimages]

South Para Reservoir's Water, Wine and Wildlife

Dear Reader: There’s a small mob of Western Grey Kangaroos feeding close to the path where I am starting my walk. Leaning against a tree, I steady the camera. The roos detect either sound or scent and bound away into the thicker scrub. Up Up and Away I am taking a walk around the South Para Reservoir near Williamstown about an hour’s drive from Adelaide’s CBD. The road winds through the…

[0ut0fmych3st]

I truly never know anymore if it’s Hephaestus fucking around or Mello. Should be Mello because he’s nocturnal and Hephaestus is diurnal but that’s never stopped the bastard before. At least I know it’s not Charlotte. She can’t be bothered to do more than take a leisurely stroll around her vivarium. Meanwhile Hephaestus tries to break out of his enclosure like it’s a hobby and Mello is a lump in a toilet paper tube until I go to bed. Then he gets gecko zoomies

[apparently-im-a-deer]

One of the multitudes of eastern water skinks occupying the yard, living their best life.

[herpsandbirds]

Misamis Water Skink (Tropidophorus misaminius), family Scincidae, endemic to the Philippines

photographs by Enrico Lio

[leviathans-watching]

lucifer, mammon, diavolo apologizing after a fight

includes: lucifer, mammon, diavolo x gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)

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a/n: i guess i was in the mood for some mild hurt/comfort and fluff lol. thanks for reading and my inbox is open for reqs, feedback, and just to talk so come talk with me!

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lucifer shuts the door behind him quietly, listening intently. the house is silent, but he knows you’re still awake. trying to shake himself free of his nerves, he checks over the bouquet of flowers, making sure they’re in top shape, then straightens his tie.

making his way through the house, he checks each room for you, each as dark and empty as the last. until he gets to your shared room, where the door is shut. he listens at the door, and can faintly hear music and running water. you’re likely in the bath.

pushing the door open, lucifer sees then ensuite bathroom’s door cracked and can now distinguish faint splashing. you’re definitely in there. calling out your name so he won’t startle you, lucifer waits until you allow him to enter.

“what?” you ask irritably, not meeting his eyes, and his heart skinks. he feels terrible for the earlier argument especially since it’s clear you’re still upset.

“darling, i wanted to apologize for earlier,” he says, dropping to his knees outside of the bath. you pop some bubbles, resolutley ignoring him, so he goes on. “i was being stubborn and knew even in the moment you were correct. there are no excuses for my earlier words and actions and i am truly sorry.” he offers you the flowers. “will you forgive me?”

you finally look up at him, and his gut tightens. how could he have been so cruel to you?

you take the flowers, smelling them for a long, painful moment. then you give them back and he feels like he’s been punched. until you speak.

“thank you for the apology. and for the flowers. of course i forgive you. but,” you warn, “you must never, and i mean never, lucifer, speak to me that way. do you understand?”

“yes, darling, anything,” he promises, overpowering relief crashing through him. you lift a wet hand up and pull him to you by the tie, bringing his face to yours.

“good. and i’m glad you realized i was right.” you give him a peck, lips there and gone before he can act. “now, to fully make it up to me, will you wash my hair?”

“you don’t even have to ask,” lucifer replies, already rolling up his sleeves. as he helps you wash, a finally peaceful silence falling between you, he thinks of how lucky he is to have you, something he’s aware of each and every day.

mammon jumps up when he hears the door open, rubbing his sweaty hands on his pants. you’d gone for a walk after the earlier fight and every moment without you was excruciation, especially after he’d finally admitted to himself he was in the wrong.

“hey,” he breathes as you remove your coat. you give him a look, and he knows he’s got to do better. “i’m sorry, mc,” he amends, feeling like he’s speaking too loud for the distance between you. “i seriously fucked up and i’m so, so sorry. i was angry but that was no excuse to treat you like that or speak to you that way. i’m really sorry.”

“thank you,” you finally say, breathing out a sigh. “and i’m sorry too. i overreacted.”

“no!” he says quickly. “you were only reacting to my aggression. it was my fault. and you were right. i understand if you want more space from me.”

“to be honest,” you begin. “that’s the last thing i want right now. come here and give me a hug.”

mammon moves faster than he should, almost tripping over the coffee table, and wraps you in his arms tightly. it’s only now that he realizes he’s practically trembling–man, he must have been really nervous. you hug him back, just as tight, and his eyes are only bringing because he’s got some dust in them, okay? absolutely no other reason.

after a long, long moment, you pull back from him, giving him a watery smile. “i love you,” you say, and he presses his forehead to yours, feeling your warmth.

“i love you too. i’m sorry.”

“you already said that,” you tease, and he smiles sadly.

“’m still sorry. and, to be honest, don’t want to cook. so whaddya say we go out for ramen tonight?”

“only if i get to pick where,” you say. “and if you pay.”

“well i thought that was obvious,” he huffs. your stomach growls then, and he grabs your coat, motioning for you to let him help you put it on. he grabs your hand when it’s all buttoned, wrapping his fingers around your tightly. he made the mistake of letting you go earlier and he’s not going to do anything like that now.

diavolo frets, looking over everything once again. he truly has no idea how to apologize, and though asking barbatos had crossed his mind he knew he couldn’t ask another man to help him with this. not when it concerns you.

as son of the demon kind, diavolo’s never really been wrong before. demons just kind of…listened to him, and in cases where he was really off the path barbatos and lucifer would often guide him without explicitly crossing his orders, something he knows they think he hasn’t noticed. but navigating life with you is nothing like ruling over the devildom, and in many ways, diavolo finds it much, much harder.

but he’s going to admit he was wrong and apologize! if there’s one thing he can remember from when he was very, very young, it was watching his father, the king, apologize to the queen, much as he’s doing now. the only difference is that he hasn’t officially made you ruler alongside him but that can be thought about later.

he checks his ddd for the time, and exhales nervously. he’d asked you to meet him at the spot of your first date and it was nearing the time that he’d written, and you never were one to be late. as if he imagined you, you appear, hesitant and nervous. but you’d come, and that’s enough for him.

“diavolo? what is all of this?” you look over the picnic, from the expensive chocolates to the wrapped gift and then back to him.

“i wanted to say i was sorry,” he says nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. “when we argued, i wasn’t fair to you, nor did i listen. and then i reacted poorly and in a way that’s never okay. and i truly apologize.”

“you did all this to apologize?” you ask, and he nods.

“was it too much? i don’t really know what i’m doing but i know i want to make it up to you. can you forgive me?”

“of course,” you reply, and he feels like he can finally breathe. “and while this is nice, it is a little much. i really only wanted to hear you say you were sorry.”

“i’m sorry.”

“i know. thank you for saying that. and for doing all of this. and i’m sorry too,” you continue, holding up a hand before he can say you have nothing to apologize for. “i should have talked to you instead of just running away. now, let’s enjoy this wonderful picnic you’ve prepared.”

“i love you,” he says. “so much.”

“i love you,” is your simple reply, but for him, it’s more than enough.

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[uncharismatic-fauna]

Uncharismatic Fact of the Day

Do you hate getting water up your nose? The Aldabra giant tortoise doesn't! In fact, this species drinks through their nose; their flat snouts are specially designed to allow them to draw water from shallow pools, which is critical in an environment where water is scarce.

(Image: An Aldabra giant tortoise (Aldabrachelys gigantea) wearing a fashionable hat (Telfair's skink) by Nik Cole)

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[receival]

baldur’s gate 3 starters.

the following is a collection of sentence starters from larian’s baldur’s gate 3. part 2.

look at me - i’m not a monster.

stay back. i don’t want to hurt you, but i will.

no. you’re not one of them at all.

i was ready to run you through. my mistake, friend.

that’s far enough. what’s your business down here?

you revealed our location? that tongue gets any looser, (name), and i’ll cut it out.

reckon i might miss this place.

this place is more dangerous than i thought.

well, don’t you cut a fine figure.

sometimes i’m jealous of that girl. ugh - to feel so invincible again.

in your expert opinion, what’s the best way to kill a devil?

i’m certain there are answers out there. we’ll find them together.

there’s no story. none that you’re entitled to hear, anyway.

you can tolerate a great deal of suffering, so long as it has meaning.

until then, all i can do is endure.

please try to understand that it’s not something i can just talk about freely.

perhaps there’s potential in you.

honestly, your faith is your own concern. i won’t judge, one way or the other.

i think i did well by joining you.

you already know my biggest secrets. what more can you ask?

that wall’s an illusion! hiding what, i wonder …

sun, moon, and stars will still be there, waiting for us.

this place is pretty spectacular, isn’t it?

no book or painting could ever do its strange beauty justice.

a perfect ring of mushrooms … nature, or magic?

hmm. i thought that might’ve done something.

another illusion. is anything real down here?

i’m more concerned with this ‘twit’ who set a spectator on you.

a rival - a mere footnote to my legend. you should be more concerned with who i am.

the fools must have turned back. or, better yet, died in the search.

i need no more rivals. try to take this as a compliment, yes?

this presence … this magic is not divine, but fey.

little? i am a god! and i’m gonna rip you - tear you - wear you for a hat -

don’t do anything hasty, now.

i’ll just kill you and claim it for myself.

i’m the lord of murder - i’ll show you why.

if you’re expecting me to drop to my knees before you, forget it.

a wizard’s tower is his sanctum, a private place for research and respite. but as this wizard’s not home … i say we take a peek.

a strange place for a button. especially one that doesn’t work.

what good would it do for me to be troubled? we can’t save them all.

you’ll have to speak slowly. i find it quite difficult to concentrate with my condition gnawing at my insides like a teething displacer kitten.

the whole village is falling to pieces …

hey, maybe we can scare up a few dusty bottles of wine somewhere.

i like your way of thinking. split any takings we find?

what creatures live in water this dark?

i’m a rabid dirty dog. and i bite.

i could’ve killed you before you even noticed me, but i didn’t. stand down.

i can be discreet. no need for bloodshed.

share? you really are in the wrong place.

a bleeding heart, are you? reckon i’ll just roast and eat it.

what in the hells did you do to that corpse?

you do plenty for me, more than you realize. but this cannot be remedied.

are you alright? is there anything i can do to help you?

enough. bickering won’t save your friend.

run away, then.

(name) - i was so worried! did they hurt you?

who cares? we’re together now, thank gods!

i’m grateful, don’t mistake me, but … why help us?

freeze it, cock-stench. we aren’t done just yet.

pay up, and you get to skink away. resist, and i gut you.

drop it. i don’t owe you anything.

your incompetence has been my ruin.

stop! no more innocents will die today, (name).

you care for the weak. most curious.

you so much as touch me, and i’ll tear you from limb to limb.

ah - another treacherous soul walks among us.

i ain’t going down easy.

you been a shit since i laid eyes on you, (name).

strike him down. prove your faith.

your silence speaks to your heresy.

look, you have no idea what you’re dealing with …

it’s the whole damn reason we’re here, and i’m not leaving without it.

the mission comes first.

and i thought i’d heard it all. that’s some cambion-level deception.

i go where there’s shit to stir. and there’s no shortage of options.

i can’t remember much, truth be told.

centuries of torment will do that to you.

you’ve been naughty. and you know what happens when you’re naughty.

just who in the nine hells are you?

well, well. aren’t you a luscious thing?

been a long time since someone stuck their neck out for me like that.

you have a manner of irresistible desperation about you. i like it.

you know, i’ve been thinking. and i think there’s something i should tell you. nothing big or terrible, just … a small little detail about me that hasn’t come up naturally.

i want to join you - to fight by your side.

i’m sorry for barging in like this, but i had to come find you.

i won’t let you down. i promise.

we all have our burdens, one way or the other.

i’m trying to say that you’ve earned my trust in a way very few ever have … i want that to mean something.

freedom - i’d forgotten how it felt. thank you.

if you have a moment, i’d like your opinion on something.

the problem is this: a preponderance of evidence that i am a terrible adventurer.

i can’t risk re-capture. i barely escaped last time.

it was a mistake. and not one we’ll repeat.

i don’t know. he was kind of fun.

we can’t just invite danger in to our hearth like that. we must be more careful.

most monsters will think twice before making a meal of me.

an old hunter’s trick - if you can’t mask your scent, spoil it.

i prefer a weapon to stench, thanks.

you’re a monster hunter? not what i imagined.

whatever you’re hunting, your stench alone will kill it.

a quick wit is rare indeed.

know how to ask, and they’ll share that knowledge. if you’re fool enough to pay their price.

speak plainly. what is she?

i think you’re mistaken - this place looks innocent enough.

truth is like a blade, my friend. we can arm ourselves with it - or just as easily find it pressed against our throat.

i would not put you in danger.

your coyness is getting boring. tell me.

you take insult where none is intended, my friend.

how thoroughly invigorating it is to stand by one’s friend in the face of danger.

you best have one hells of an apology for me.

you must have mistaken me for someone else.

that wriggler swimming in your brain juice is a bit of an inconvenience, isn’t it?

that’s none of your concern.

don’t change the subject.

keep that hole under your nose shut.

let’s not involve ourselves in this place any longer than is necessary.

you want to play the hero so badly? fine. let’s make this interesting.

gods, it’s hot in here.

i’ve had better days. and worse ones.

i am, after all, the villain of the tale.

you truly are a soul that steels my own.

you are as thick as they come.

even i am tired of the sound of my own voice.

i stand at a precipice, but if you do not give up hope, neither shall i.

all of this … it must feel like a betrayal.

you bastard! you ruined it, you ruined everything!

slow down - what did i do?

this is an interesting way of thanking me.

i don’t need this. good luck getting out of here on your own.

i know i should head home, but … i can’t bring myself to leave.

(are you alright?) / not even a little bit. but i will be.

she favored me like a child favors a captive pet.

i promise i will not betray your trust.

i cannot thank you enough.

you will face (name)’s judgement.

i wish you could have visited at a better time.

you had no right to intervene.

you’re not one of us.

copper for your thoughts?

always a delight to speak to you.

did i play games like this in my youth? was i sweet once?

what are you doing? i’m busy here!

nothing beats the taste of stolen beer.

come on, now. they’re just having a bit of fun.

let’s do what we have to do, then get out of here.

smell’s like burnt flesh.

hold out your arm so i can mark your flesh.

i’m here to spill your guts across the floor.

pain without purpose is a terrible thing, wouldn’t you agree?

i often feel i like raw pain too much. it scares me.

as long as the story ends in death, it’s all the same to me.

forgive me, but - that look in your eyes. something terrible has happened to you.

what i see in your eyes, in your soul, is only natural.

we’ve all suffered in these dark times. it is little wonder you hear scars of pain and anguish.

touch me and you’ll lose your hand.

the pain you suffer will cleanse you - do not fight it.

you look tired. should i take over?

welcome the pain. let it become part of you.

that looks like it’s going to bruise.

not that i’m suggesting we stop for a drink, of course.

i wouldn’t want to place all my faith in blind luck.

sympathies won’t help me to survive.

your life, much like your words, is meaningless. end the latter to save the former.

looks like the booze got the better of them. they’re practically unconscious.

they’re dying for me. all of them.

why don’t you take a closer look? i’ll observe from back here.

please don’t open the creepy book!

toddlers are easier to please than you lot.

you know, i never pictured myself as a hero.

all i want is a little fun. is that so much to ask?

having performance issues, (name)?

never have i met such troglodytes.

i was hoping you wouldn’t notice i was gone.

i suggest we admire it from afar.

it would be too much to hope that’s nothing to do with us, wouldn’t it?

i go my own way - alone.

i’ll feed your innards to the ants before i do that.

[snapdragonessart]

Ancient dentition time! Descriptions under cut~

Aberrations are meant to be an ever-changing species, and mutate slightly each time they return to the cauldron. I imagine each time their dentition would change slightly as well. For this generation, their teeth would be most similar to dinosaurian raptors. They have that long muzzle that velociraptors in particular are well known for, but the number/size of their teeth varies. Each head could have different dentition too; eg. one would have all uniform teeth while the other would have long canines. Unlike velociraptors, Aberrations are omnivorous and will eat anything, but this kind of fits with their whole “becoming stronger” thing.

Aethers are… a tricky species to pin down. They’re cat-moth-dragons with the diet of a small lizard - insects and plants. Although their diet is more similar to geckos, based on their art I think their teeth would be a mix between gecko and domestic cat; they wouldn’t have molars and premolars, but they’d have feline-like front canines and incisors. The rest of their teeth would be enlarged, dragon-ified versions of a gecko’s itty bitty conical teeth.

Auraboas next! Although they definitely were designed more with boas in mind based on the name and their body shape, all boas are nonvenomous. There are some species of constricting snakes that are venomous as well, such as those in the genus Ovophis (mountain pit vipers; found in Asia) and Pseudonaja (Australian elapids), so with all that considered Auraboas probably have a mix of boa and pit viper dentition. They’d have fangs for injecting their venom, and sharp, recurved teeth behind the fangs and on the lower jaw.

Banescales are yet another hard species to assign a real-life counterpart to. They look like what you’d see if you searched up “wyvern” in the dictionary, the perfect quintessential example of one. They eat seafood, insects and meat. Their head shape brings dinosaurs to mind, specifically dromaeosaurs (raptors) and small tyrannosaurs. With all this in mind, I think their teeth would be closely packed and serrated, similar to both dinosaur groups. As shown in their art, they’d also have caniniformes (canine-like teeth). 

Dusthides look like skinks to me, specifically desert skinks and night skinks. Like skinks, Dusthides dig and burrow, and prefer to stay underground. Skinks are insectivorous too, so they’re a perfect match! Dusthides would have conical teeth like skinks, with caniniformes.

Gaolers are a weird mish-mash of different animals. They have moose-like antlers, reptilian faces and feet, and big fluffy tails that really remind me of snow leopards or arctic foxes, not to mention those paw pads on their wings. Since they eat both meat and plants, I think they’re teeth would be like an arctic foxes; one of the only omnivores native to the Arctic circle. Their canines would be larger though, more similar to snow leopards.

Sandsurges, similar to Dusthides, prefer living underground and are expert burrowers. Unlike Dusthides, they can actually swim through the sand. Their behaviour is similar to the sandfish skink, known for its ability to swim through sand. Their fans call to mind several species of sail-backed extinct animals - like dimetrodon - and also the modern basilisk lizard. Lastly, their concept seems to be based off of “sand sharks”; a group of fantasy sharks that swim through sand, but also a real group of mackerel sharks known to swim in shallow waters. However, the dentition of sand sharks doesn't really fit with Sandsurges; these sharks have 3 rows of sharp teeth that stick out in multiple directions, very much unlike the art depicting the dragon. I think the Sandsurge’s dentition would be a mix of basilisk and great white shark; both animals have serrated saw-like teeth. Their diet would be more akin to the basilisk, which eats both meat and insects. They’d also have caniniformes.

Undertides, our serpentine friends, are based off of moray eels! They pull from several species, particularly the ribbon eel (specifically the protrusions on the lower jaw) and the giant moray. They have large razor sharp teeth and, like real moray eels, would have a hidden pharyngeal jaw!

At last we arrive at Veilspuns, which were by far the hardest one for me to figure out. They’re like… fairy kelpie deer dragons?? With their ears, horns and snout shape in mind, I think their molars and premolars would be most similar to the marsh deer of South America. Seeing as they also eat flesh and bugs in addition to plants, they’d also have sharp elongated canines; similar to how kelpies are usually depicted in art. 

Thanks to everyone who put in their input on what Veilspuns most looked like! Deer and horse definitely seem like the two most likely creatures for their inspiration. 

I hope y’all enjoyed this series! I’ve been thinking of doing sheets going into each dragon breed's body plan (and also some headcanons of mine) if that is of any interest! ^^