dragonscaretaker-a

[dragonscaretaker-a]

         “ᵢ 𝒸ᵣₑₐₜₑ𝒹 ₜₕᵢₛ ₚₗₐ𝒸ₑ 𝒻ₒᵣ ₜₕₑₘ…

                          ₛₒ ₜₕₑᵧ 𝒸ₐₙ ₗᵢᵥₑ ₜₒ𝓰ₑₜₕₑᵣ

                                            ₐₙ𝒹 ᵦₑ ₛₐ𝒻ₑ 𝒻ᵣₒₘ ₜₕₒₛₑ 𝓌ₕₒ ₘₐᵧ ₙₒₜ ᵤₙ𝒹ₑᵣₛₜₐₙ𝒹 ₜₕₑₘ.”

Indie OC based on the game DragonVale. Semi-selective, mutuals only, multi-all friendly! Sideblog to sparkadream, muse created and loved by Savvy!

#oc rp #dragon rp #indie rp #✵彡ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴀʀs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ || Self Promo

[dragonscaretaker-a]

we-thefairfolk‌:

Teeth still bared, she narrowly let her surprise show on her face as the scavengers squeaks turned into something more understandable. She was confused. These creatures weren’t as intelligent as dragons were… but this one seemed to have learned her tongue, albeit a bit more broken but still, she knew the words.

Then the other started chiming in. Not with words, but with gentle churring and nodding. Nightfury looked at them with a mixture of confusion and disgust. What were they all doing, defending this tiny creature? This whole thing was so strange and frustrating that she was willing to consider the possibility that this was all a weird dream where dull-minded dragons are complacent with tiny scavengers and their strange squeaks. But her throbbing head and the sharp pain in her forearm reminded her otherwise. And she wouldn’t get anywhere like this, she reluctantly rationalized. 

The dragoness looked back at the tiny thing and felt sick to her gut as she realized she would have to let it help her. Help her! A dragon that could easily eat it if she wanted to, and yet it stood there in front of her, unafraid! That infuriated her.  With a frustrated snort and a low grumble, she lowered herself down for the creature. Well, more like she fell down, as her legs gave away while she tried to. She didn’t care about that at this point, she was so, so tired. Nightfury didn’t even realize this until now. Was it the portal that made her tired? Or was it her injuries? It hurt too much to think. So, she stopped thinking about it.

Liz sighed softly as the dragon lowered itself, taking this as a sign that she would be allowed to finally approach. “I’m just going to look right now alright?” She notes gently laying her hand upon the dragon’s muzzle a moment before moving to inspect the rest of it, all the while keeping one hand upon it’s scales so it would know where she was the entire time.

Eventually she takes note of the dragon’s forearm and from there it was easy to figure what was wrong. “Looks like you’re arm may be broken.” She explains in her broken draconic, hoping she was understood before she began to brush her hands over the broken arm in order to see just how broken it was. “Looks worse than it is. Should only take days to heal fully.” That was good, and from what it looked like the dragon didn’t suffer any other serious injuries either, and Liz made sure of that. All she saw were a few other small scraps and scratches but that was it.

The only problem now was she needed to get this dragon to the medical wing. However, the poor thing was in no condition to move on its own. She glanced over to one of the near-by fire habitats a moment. “Can you ask Gaia to bring us some medical supplies please?” She asks the Fire dragon that caught her attention. The dragon nods and lets out a small cry. It only took less that a minute for Liz and the strange dragon to be cast in shadow for a second as the Mother dragon Gaia landed before them. In her mouth were the requested medical supplies. Taking the basket Liz thanked the great dragon and set to work on patching what she could.

Gaia’s motherly gaze looked over the little dragon and lowered her head to meet with her. “Do not be frightened little one.” She churrs softly, her tone gentle and soothing. “Lizette will make sure you are well again soon enough.”

#we thefairfolk #we-thefairfolk #✵彡sᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ʟɪᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴀʟᴇ || Interactions

[dragonscaretaker-a]

@snxckersnxckisms because I felt like it

The floating islands were in a constant state of travel gently moving along much like the clouds below them. However, it wasn’t as though the park upon them wasn’t all too well-known, in fact the park was pretty popular. Every day wizards and witches wandered about to marvel at the many fantastic dragons who lived within the park. It also wasn’t uncommon for those who lived within whatever land the park currently floated above to find their way up as well, though one means or another. But Lizette didn’t mind in the slightest, just so long as these new guests respected the rules of course.

Liz was just leaving the nursery, after having checked on the new eggs that were still incubating. Normally, she had a better eye on the babies running around the place but one little Bloom dragon managed to slip out just before the door closed fully. “Hey! Hey! Get back here!” The caretaker called to the baby, but it ignored her and continued to run off. 

Liz chased after the little dragon but it was having a far easier time weaving through the guests then she was it seemed. However, something caused the baby to pause. It curred curiously before playfully beginning to chomp on what looked like a tail, not having noticed it didn’t belong to any of the fellow dragons in the park.

It was only a moment later that Liz finally caught up. She let out a small sigh upon seeing the baby and moved quickly to scoop it up. “You know you’re not supposed to-” her words are cut off noting the tail being held in the Bloom’s mouth, her gold eyes follow it to the owner and she immediately offers an apologetic smile. “Sorry about that! I uh...hope your tail is alright.” She adds after having gently pulled the tail free from the baby’s mouth.

#snxckersnxckisms #✵彡sᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ʟɪᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴀʟᴇ || Interactions

[dragonscaretaker-a]

🐉 ✵彡

Gonna be working on re-vamping things here! Shouldn’t take too long but right now my main focus is making new icons and finding a new theme.

#✵彡ɪ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀsᴛ ʟᴀᴜɢʜ || OOC

[dragonscaretaker-a]

we-thefairfolk‌:

It was all their damn fault. They taunted her, and she couldn’t back out without looking like a coward. The animus created portal seemed to come out of no where, but it quickly became a popular attraction for the students. She had the displeasure with seeing it with her winglet, and she couldn’t stop her urge to impress a certain dragoness when someone wondered aloud about where it might lead. She volunteered, but it wasn’t what she was expecting. But what was she expecting exactly? That’d she’d just end up somewhere else in the school? Or maybe she would end up half-way across the world. But no, neither of those things happened.

 Instead, she fell in a land she had never seen before, filled with dragons and scavengers that weren’t even fighting! But that wasn’t important at the moment, as the portal had thrown her towards the ground, too slow to spread out her wings to lessen the impact. She ended up slamming into the ground head first, biting her tongue and causing her to taste her own hot blood. Maybe something in her forearm snapped, but that mattered little as she spotted a crowd of scavengers approaching her. The tiny scavengers should’ve been running away in terror! But instead, they all seemed curious about her and wouldn’t leave her alone. Her frills on her face flared up to intimidate them, but they all stayed and stared at her.. and if she wasn’t mistaken, they even seemed concerned.

She growled and hissed at them, her dark pupils turning to slits as she paced to and fro, her teeth bared and her claws digging into the earth. Despite the fall, she still held onto her anger, and her anger gave her energy. Her muscles trembled, but she stayed standing, resisting the urge just to pounce onto the crowd and tear them apart. That would teach them to fear her! But even if she tried, she knew she wouldn’t be able to do much. Not in her state. She looked down at a lone scavenger that pushed itself out of the crowd, reaching out it’s hand and squeaking at her. She huffed, her growling growing deeper as the mane of spines on her neck stood on end. It was clear she understood nothing of what it said.  “Leave me alone!” She growled uselessly, her throbbing head irritating her even more, “It’s like you all have a damn death wish!”

Liz pulled her hand back quickly as the spikes rose. This dragon did not want to be touched, that was clear and the caretaker couldn’t really blame it. It looked like it had been through a lot. She hummed softly as she noted the draconic tongue it spoke. While she couldn’t understand it perfectly she did at least understand most of what it has said. Thinking carefully she eventually spoke again, this time in a rather broken, but clearly still learning draconic of her own.

“I just want to help you. I mean no harm. You’re safe here.” She says waving a hand to the park around her. Now that most of the guests had wandered away having noted that the situation was in hand it was much easier to see the many dragons that were looking on, worry in their own eyes from their habitats. They’d never seen a dragon like this one either, but it didn’t really matter. She needed help and that was all they cared about.

A few of the dragons in the near-by fire habitat began to churr softly as though attempting to help sooth the other a bit by confirming what the human was saying. They were happy, healthy, and safe here so this new dragon would be in very good hands if only she’d allow it. Liz slowly offered her hand again, but didn’t reach it forward much more as she wanted to let the dragon come to her this time, only then would she figure it was safe to inspect the poor thing’s wounds.

#we thefairfolk #we-thefairfolk #✵彡sᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ʟɪᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴀʟᴇ || Interactions

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rcsestm‌:

“ no worries, honey. just was wondering if you were taking any applications for new employees? “ the tiny blonde inquires, burgundy lips pursing into a pout. “ i may not have much experience working with dragons, but i can play the ukulele for them and sing to the little darlings, too. “ this caretaker seems to be a nice person thus far, and it’s known by all her girlfriends that sugar is prone to trusting people without a second doubt. her gut instinct isn’t the best and unfortunately, she’s not that bright either. she KNOWS this by now, there’s no need for her to deny anything about herself, it’s best for her to stay honest to who she is as a person. taking in the sight of the precious baby dragon, she’s grinning at this point, crystal blue eyes crinkling together as she looks toward the other woman. 

goodness, it must not be easy to take care of such adorable yet mischievous creatures. even though she had cared for many a dog in her life, this would be a new challenge that would test sugar and prove itself to be difficult in the long run. before stumbling into dragonvale, sugar had assumed that such marvelous creatures were only suitable for fairytales. this charming new world bewildered her, and she wanted to explore the land as much as she possibly could. “ why don’t i leave you my autograph? that way when i come back, you won’t forget my name! “

By this point a few of the babies had wandered over to the new person and were darting around her legs curiously. Lizette made sure to keep an eye on them but also continued to regard the woman as well. “Oh, well we’re always looking for more help around the park.” She notes stepping over a few of the hatchlings in order to reach the door. “And dragons love music so I’m sure they’d appreciate it.” She adds gently nudging a few of the dragons away so she was clear to open the door and not worry about any of them trying to slip out.

“Well, there’s really no need, I’m more than willing to speak with you now if you’d like.” Liz waved a hand for the woman to follow her out of the nursery, but just before she could step out a little ash dragon attempted to scuttle out the door. “Oh no you don’t!” Liz said quickly reaching out and catching the little dragon before it could make it out. “You’re not old enough to go outside just yet.” She tell it as it begins to chirp in annoyance at being caught.

She placed the dragon on one of the near-by nests and made sure no others would attempt to scurry out before finally moving outside with the woman. “Always have to be on guard with those little ones, they’ll try to slip away any chance they get.

#rcsestm #✵彡sᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ʟɪᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴀʟᴇ || Interactions

[dragonscaretaker-a]

🐉 ✵彡

Lizette has a rather natural affinity for dragons. Due to this any dragons she may encounter will easily be able to tell that she is trustworthy. Granted, this also depends on the dragon as they are all different. But this is usually the case with most.

No dragons, aside from the Legendary/Mythical ones are able to speak. Or at least not in human speech anyway. However, Liz has been learning how to speak in draconic with lessons from Kairos and Gaia. She’s not fluid in it just yet, but she’s at least learned enough to be able to communicate anything important.

#✵彡ᴀ ᴍɪʟᴇ -- ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀʟᴋ ɪɴ ᴍʏ sʜᴏᴇs || Headcanons

[dragonscaretaker-a]

@rosevois semi-plotted starter

The Islands had moved once more, but of course those who knew of the park could still easily find their way there no matter where it ended up this time around. Thus, just like always the moment the Islands came to a stop the parks were filled with the many wizards, princesses, and other such guests that sought to see the many wonderful dragons within. Though, the last sort of guest Liz ever expected to get...was a dragon.

The park keeper had been outside a the time. Relaxing within the habitat where her Bloom Dragons resided, when she glanced up from the notebook she’d been writing in to see the creature land just a ways away. Luckily it seemed that none of the guests in the area had noticed just yet, thus Liz was able to make her way over before a crowd could form around the strange dragon. 

“Hello there, are you lost?” She asked tilting her head a bit as she began to rack her brain in attempt to figure out just what sort of dragon this was. And yet...nothing came to mind. “I’ve never seen a dragon like you before...I wonder what sort you are.” She adds reaching into her pouch and grabbing a few Zazzberries. “You don’t seem like you’ve traveled very far, but would you like a treat anyway?” She asks holding the treats out towards the dragon. Not realizing that this...was no ordinary dragon. But it was something she’d find out soon enough.

#rosevois #✵彡sᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ʟɪᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴀʟᴇ || Interactions

[dragonscaretaker-a]

@rcsestm requested a starter

“Hey! Give that back you little thief!” Liz calls out to the baby shadow dragon that had snatched her ribbon right out of her hair. Of course, a laugh promptly followed her words as she began to chase the tiny dragon around the nursery. All the while avoiding tripping over any of the other babies that had also hatched recently. Eventually she manages to scoop the tiny creature up and get the stolen item back. “Nice try little one, maybe next time.” She muses, the dragon letting out a small churr as she places it back down upon the floor.

Honey-gold eyes turn at the sound of the nursery door opening. Though, the figure that enters is clearly not one of her helpers. “Oh, I’m very sorry, but the nursery is closed at the moment.” She explains, an apologetic smile on her face. “But it’ll be open again in a couple more hours and you are free to return then if you’d like.”

#rcsestm #✵彡sᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ʟɪᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴀʟᴇ || Interactions

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@we-thefairfolk ♥’ed

Liz shiver a tad as a left over breeze from the cold habitat brushed by as she moved to close the door behind her. Taking off her coat she lightly began to shake if free of some of the snow that clung to it from when she’d been knocked into a snowbank by a very energetic ice dragon. Of course she knew that it had meant her no harm, it just wanted to play. She’d just hung up her coat and was making her way to the next habitat she needed to check on that day when a loud crash rings through the area. some of the dragons begin to fuss about in surprise, while Liz rushes towards the source.

Eventually she reaches the area where a small crowd of guests had gathered around. Pushing her way through she gasped softly at the sight. It was a dragon, but one very different from any that Liz had read about before. Turning back to the crowd a moment she spoke up a bit in order to be heard over the commotion. “Everyone please, stand back! We need to give the poor thing space, as it could get startled with such a crowd around it.”

The guests complied and all stepped away giving ample space should something happen. The only one who didn’t back away was Liz. Instead she cautiously approached the dragon, keeping her hand level to show it she meant no harm. “Oh, you poor thing, you look completely exhausted. No wonder you crashed.” She notes, her voice gentle and soothing in attempt to keep the dragon calm. “It’s alright, you can rest here, though will you allow me to make sure that the crash didn’t injure you in anyway?”

#we thefairfolk #we-thefairfolk #✵彡sᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ʟɪᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴀʟᴇ || Interactions

[dragonscaretaker-a]

Have a small starter call in order to help me break in my newest muse! Multis may specify who they’d like the starter for else I’ll just pick at random!

#✵彡ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ʜᴏᴡ ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ ʙᴇɢɪɴs || Starter Call

[dragonscaretaker-a]

          “ᵢ 𝒸ᵣₑₐₜₑ𝒹 ₜₕᵢₛ ₚₗₐ𝒸ₑ 𝒻ₒᵣ ₜₕₑₘ...

                           ₛₒ ₜₕₑᵧ 𝒸ₐₙ ₗᵢᵥₑ ₜₒ𝓰ₑₜₕₑᵣ

                                             ₐₙ𝒹 ᵦₑ ₛₐ𝒻ₑ 𝒻ᵣₒₘ ₜₕₒₛₑ 𝓌ₕₒ ₘₐᵧ ₙₒₜ ᵤₙ𝒹ₑᵣₛₜₐₙ𝒹 ₜₕₑₘ.”

Indie OC based on the game DragonVale. Semi-selective but friendly! Sideblog to sparkadream, muse created and loved by Savvy!

#indie rp #oc rp #✵彡ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴀʀs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ || Self Promo

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✵彡ɪ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀsᴛ ʟᴀᴜɢʜ || OOC

✵彡sᴜɴʟɪɢʜᴛ's sʜɪɴɪɴɢ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴀᴄʀᴏss ᴍʏ ᴘᴀᴛʜ || Aesthetic

✵彡sᴇᴀʀᴄʜɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɴsᴡᴇʀs ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴀɴᴛ || Answers

✵彡ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜ || Promo

✵彡ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴀʀs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ || Self Promo

✵彡ɪ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴍʏ ɪᴅᴇᴀʟs ᴀʟɪᴠᴇ || Musings

✵彡ʙᴇɢɪɴɴɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄᴜᴇ || Memes

✵彡ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ʜᴏᴡ ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ ʙᴇɢɪɴs || Starter Call

✵彡ᴛʜᴇ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ɪ sᴇᴇ ɪs ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟ ᴄʟᴇᴀʀ || Plotting Call

✵彡sᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ʟɪᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴀʟᴇ || Interactions

✵彡ᴛʜɪs ғɪʀᴇ ʙᴜʀɴɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ || Images

✵彡ᴀ ᴍɪʟᴇ -- ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀʟᴋ ɪɴ ᴍʏ sʜᴏᴇs ||  Headcanons

#✵彡ɪ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀsᴛ ʟᴀᴜɢʜ || OOC #✵彡sᴜɴʟɪɢʜᴛ's sʜɪɴɪɴɢ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴀᴄʀᴏss ᴍʏ ᴘᴀᴛʜ || Aesthetic #✵彡sᴇᴀʀᴄʜɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɴsᴡᴇʀs ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴀɴᴛ || Answers #✵彡ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜ || Promo #✵彡ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴀʀs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ || Self Promo #✵彡ɪ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴍʏ ɪᴅᴇᴀʟs ᴀʟɪᴠᴇ || Musings #✵彡ʙᴇɢɪɴɴɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄᴜᴇ || Memes #✵彡ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ʜᴏᴡ ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ ʙᴇɢɪɴs || Starter Call #✵彡ᴛʜᴇ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ɪ sᴇᴇ ɪs ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟ ᴄʟᴇᴀʀ || Plotting Call #✵彡sᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ʟɪᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴀʟᴇ || Interactions #✵彡ᴛʜɪs ғɪʀᴇ ʙᴜʀɴɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ || Images #✵彡ᴀ ᴍɪʟᴇ -- ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀʟᴋ ɪɴ ᴍʏ sʜᴏᴇs || Headcanons