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brimstone; any - Bronsonn - 05-23-2019
The young dragon is settled upon a dark rock with the leather of his wings spread unevenly so that he may catch the sundrops between the dapples of the leaves. With eyes closed, a soft rolling snore curls in his throat with the rise of his scaled sides. Bron has not known a life outside of Loess and the protective eyes of his brother Castile. His twin is no doubt off exploring (and leaving him to peace thankfully).
Birdsong over head is a lullaby twisted between budding flowers as it trickles over the growing form of the animal below. Bronsonn is content to spend his days tucked beneath the canopy in solitude (much like his brother and father). There was not much that could stir the young male, still gangly limbs outstretched carelessly as the talons flicker and reflect the weave of sunlight that plays across his gunmetal colored body.
A small crack of a thin stick causes the youth to open a single slit eye despite his slumber. Someone was close and he wasn't sure if it was family or a simple resident of Loess. Either way, the dragonborn son lifts his head head, a small exhale of smoke from the depths of his belly trickles from the edges of his nostrils and lips as he seeks the source of his awakening with still sleepy eyes.