#snapper share

[pandonkey-fr]

Am I late for snaps day?

[ketchumrising]

“Come child, your world is no more.”

Who are you?

“The Lich.”

Finally found the perfect dragon for this accent & character! ;w; All she needs now is a snapper scroll~

[tuxedo-floracat]

Snapper Share: Lair

[ketchumrising]

Just another fun Snapper for your TL's His name is Gospel. Don't look him in the eyes...he gets kinda weird about it. If he starts asking weird, existential questions just throw some cereal on the floor, that'll keep him busy.

[chaosnebula]

Snapper share time!!! All the love for wonderful snappers.

[lorefire]

You enter the grove. The trees are steel and bronze and iron but the delicate wrought branches still shift and dance on the warm winds, chiming with dripping crystal-work and golden leaves in the canopy. Every breath is hottest summer, lulling and calm. A molten brook winds it's way between the trees and nesting pools, the searing burbling lava a welcoming sight for any native of flame, you're sure. In the distance the denizens of the Lavender Flame rest and play in and around the pools. Parents and elders, hatchlings and the un-claimed. It is cheerful. A home before the new find a home. Something cold creeps up your spine. A shimmer in the shadows of the false oaks.

 For a moment you see pale eyes, a hatchling's gentle face. The distant sound of the nests far away. For a moment there is nothing in the world but those eyes, endless and cold, before there is nothing at all. You are only in shadows, the shade of the trees. "Have you found what you seek?" a voice asks in the darkness, not so much heard as felt, known. Intent like the icy winds of the Southern Icefield brushing passed and gone again. Gone, but lingering. You are in the nesting grounds of the Lavender Flame. Whatever your intent here, you will not harm this place, these dragons. Not here. You will not dare.