The Results of SeaMist Aerie's Summer 2003 Clutch

Solar Crythaill and Meteor Luuku

Hatched: 08/08/03

PC Bondings

Nebula Beryll & Iopai

Sunset's Fire Egg:

Resting just slightly within one depression is this vividly colored egg. Novas on the upper side, against a round splash of white, nearly cloud like in shape. Color slowly softens to a line that separates top from bottom, one a reflection of the other although it's unsure just which side is reflected. Ripples in the lower colored half, further the impression of water, blackness deepening upon the base of the egg and making it hard to get a full view of this egg, leaving it somewhat hidden, swallowed in shadows. <Desc'd by N'ris.>

Ocean's Cerulean Hues Nebula:

Bright ocean blue the color of a tropical sea, covers the body of this sturdy dragon from his large head with his bright golden topaz eyes to the last bit of his tail. He's not overly large, but is blessed with the sturdy bones and frame that shows a muscular build, complete with heavy shoulders and haunches. Ocean patterned scales seem near polished as they fit on his hide, across the broad expanse of his chest and his rounded body. Flashes of other colors fit within the watermarks on his hide, tropical greens and even the barest hint of sunset's shades catching in the hollows of his flanks and outlining the sharp curves of his neckridges. The ocean depths get bluer, more true to that color as they slide further down on his legs, even to catching the tips of his talons in cerulean blue, while twilight's darker hues catch his wings, indigo and midnight purple after a sunset spread wide across his sails, ruffled with the ocean waves and splashed over thick spars of the same shade.

Moon Wyhstaku & Uil

Feeling Bad Egg:

Drabness in egg form, unprepossessing shades carry across this egg in pale creams and darker bland browns. Solemnity carries across the hues, as if careful to avoid anything that could shock or provoke a response, leaving nothing but the eternal sameness of ecru colors across the shell. Sadness evoked in the utter stillness, the absence of anything to break the monotony until the dark streaks of raindrops to spatter with dark greys and blacks the dusty shell. <Desc'd by Jo'can.>

Misty Morning Flowers Moon:

Spangled with droplets, the bright minted silver of her hide gleams, dully reflective across each scale, coloring seeming faded. Her head is shaped like the wisteria flower, drooping down demurely at the end of her graceful, sinewy neck. Sapphire eyes radiate a child-like beauty, an innocence which clings as delicately as the early morning mists. From neck to chest and enwrapping her body in the silvery tear-shimmer, she carries an almost athletic poise. It seems oddly contrary to the slenderness of her being, down to the very tip of her whip like tail. All too corporeal, her talons shine like well polished steel, glinting with a dangerous beauty in the light. True to her name, her wings spread out like huge feathery sails. They are light and look much too delicate for all the strength of the true membranes which will carry her easily aloft with only the barest whisper of wind. The feathery pattern works its way from shoulder joint somewhat diagonally across the sail, spreading out into a million misty fragments towards the trailing edges. The pattern itself is rather gray in places, drawing out the silver of her body into the milky fog of the morning mists.

Nova Khananill & Alex

Jungle Egg:

Various shades of green, collect upon this egg from all sides except for a shaded path of dark brown that skirts across the shell, finally banding it about the center. Overhanging this path is the darkness of old jungle growth, ancient trees and older creepers that dangle from them. Close by, are the brighter shades of the flowers from where the sun can enlighten, shades of peach to orange in near blinding vividness. Hidden in the darkness, is the edge of something more, those animals that long to get closer and those also just waiting for the opportune time to seek their prey. <Desc'd by M'thye.>

A Hint of a Tiger Nova:

Brilliant red flows in a smooth ripple across the hide of this dragon, broken only in sections by a faint, barely noticeable pattern of dappled sienna stripes. Scales that are just barely darker than the ones surrounding them for the pattern, leaving it nearly hidden unless directly exposed to light. Apple green jade eyes look out from a broadly wedge shaped head, balanced on a long sinuous neck. The rest of him is somewhat lean, but with enough muscling to show a cleanly delineated body, from his elegant legs to the spartan, spare length of his tail that still remains somewhat dusted with sienna. His wings are still crimson red, although even they show the faint dappling and striping that follows along his body, even if it remains mostly hidden as they are folded. Ebony claws cap smoked Nova feet, a stunning contrast with the mostly fire red that covers his body.

Moon Yasmiall & Elle

Gardening At Night Egg:

Midnight shadows gather round, dusky color shading everything to a near wash of paleness, of things hidden in the night. Faint images of hidden plants, wrap around the smaller shell of this egg, a wealth of darker greens. Splashes of almost there color, in various shades of pale blues, pinks and yellows provide a counterpoint to the dark twilight green. Within the hidden growth is a hint of flowers yet to be, a seeming of things not yet in place but soon to come. Lastly overlaid is the midnight mist that forms about gardens at night, the heavy feeling of humid fog as it curls up around this egg, seeking to hide everything from view. <Desc'd by Fian.>

Midnight in the Garden Moon:

Shadows and moonlight on the ground, a midnight reflection on the hide of this Moon dragon. Moonbeams collect upon her head, brightly showy across the angular wedge and outlining the pale faded violet of her eyes before that silver color falls smoothly along the lithe length of her neck. Those bright shaded scales cover the rest of her hide, near garish refraction of light on the rest of her lanky body from her narrow shoulders and on back through the lean barrel of her chest. Moonlight fades somewhat, over slender hindquarters and on down to her whiplash of a tail, only barely touched by bright silver, overlaid with tarnish. This same tarnish covers crescent curved talons, leaving them near dull black as the hit the ground, a sharp contrast to the darkling Moon of her legs. Frosted wings, near the same color as her moonbeam kissed head are left folded on her back, spars only marginally darker than her sails and they create a display of silver light when spread.