A sea foam green bubbles around this dragon's lean body, all long limbs that makes this stylish green tower over most other of her color. Her snout is long and sweeps back into a yellow-speckled crown that grace her eyeridges and head knobs, down her elegantly arched neck to the lithe yet powerful shoulders where the yellow darkens into a seductive crimson. The red swirls in and out of the lighter green, melting away only for the darkening emerald down the curves of her belly and haunches and mysteriously unobserved in the teal sails of her small wings. Scarlet returns to highlight the long lengths of her legs and streak down the smooth thin tail that trails far behind her.
Egg Name and Description
Fly Chicks, Fly Egg
Predominantly black, this large egg's background bears no different shades: just a uniform inky darkness. Yet nearly connecting around the entire center of the large shell, slanting slightly upwards, are three perfect circles overlapping each other along the edge; each of a different marking, colors, and (when viewed up close) texture. The middle has minute ripples all along the inside in the brightest of sulfur-yellow with tiny striations of iridescent blue inside two black marks. To the left, split into gray and slate, the circle is smooth with thick bands of cream near the center. The far right one is has the same iridescent blue and darker tan, minuscule scales peppering the surface in small bumps, split by a crimson vein.
Fly Chicks, Fly Egg is ready for action! Rolling around on the sands in its eager jig to get out of the confining shell and into the world outside.
Fly Chicks, Fly Egg keeps working on its little dance, almost rocking hard enough to knock into another egg before its movements finally succeed in creating a very audible *CRACK* down the center; its achievement only making it more aggressive in its efforts to spring free.
Fly Chicks, Fly Egg comes to a dramatic halt, hanging on the edge after a violent shimmy that rolls the visible crack in the direction of the candidates. Without any other warning, the pieces explode outward and a gooey wobbly hatchling springs out of its cage.
Drawing the Line Green Hatchling barely avoids crashing with the ground as she comes bursting out of her egg, managing to catch herself on all fours and keeping still as she adjusts to this new position. She doesn't wait to practice this walking thing, instead leaping forward with her long legs and jumping from one spot of the sands to the other. All this excitement is missing something and she rounds about on those white-things, something suddenly pulling her in that direction. She slips next to a tall boy, sniffing at him and crooning before she stares directly at the girl behind him, almost hiding. Jolyn, now Joy, throws her hands up to the green. "You've got to slow down for me, Sirenath! Food, fun, flying… w-we'll get to that eventually. Food, first."
Fast, quick-paced, and strings is the basics of this mind voice. A quick catchy banjo is usually in the background when playful, which it usually always is. There's a steady thumping, a heartbeating drum, and while a violin adds more rhythm, more upbeat and jumping never-ending voice, it also is more pronounced when the voice is sad. A rare occurrence, yes, as it seems to find enjoyment in almost everything and anything, always on the move, all intertwined with a seductive red that melts in and out of the mind.
Sinning Strings leap into your mind in a whirlwind of playful twangs and thumping beats, filling up every corner and throwing a mess of memories everywhere. A red satin touch sweeps in to caress, taunting, and then sweeps back out taking its song with it.
Sinning Strings never really left as it gallivants here and there, a jumping dance of red streaks that sprout out too fast to really focus on like pinpricks in your mind to a quick-paced beat of a banjo and the thump-thump of a heartbeat; maybe it's the hatchling's inside?
Sinning Strings swirl back in after a drumroll, jumping right into the action and its dance. This time it tries to put the spark into you as well in its inviting string solo, twanging with a few tantalizing sweeps of crimson, hoping to pull you into its never-ending dance back in the shell as it disappears abruptly.
Fly Chicks Fly Egg was inspired by the Dixie Chicks album Fly. Sirenath's personality, mind voice, description, and everything else is taken from their song Sin Wagon (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ps-IUZ-kVvc). The green's name, Sirenath, originates from the word Siren and the seductresses of the sea, who would lure the men in and I thought it suited the green perfectly.
|Name||Drawing the Line Green Sirenath|
|Hatched||December 20, 2008|