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Dewprint's Poppyseed (Yangwibbi)

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Harp's Sagikkun grew up into a graceful, but still quite active adult within a short time. In fact, if anything her grace and ability to fly made her even more of a pest to some others... She could now alight onto a branch and cause havoc below without anyone even knowing she was there!

And far from her would be the idea of becoming a Shield. That would be monumentally boring! So she would spend more time concentrating on how to freeze things at greater and greater distances, and in winter time look out. Those lakes that freeze over, ponds and the like, they're all absolutely open game for Sagikkun. She's put her water walking to good use, .... well, if by 'good' you mean 'freezing part of the pond's surface and walking out onto the thinnest ice possible, and waiting for someone to come by to tag her'... kasploosh...

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Chisano and Izuru meantime were growing so large that the elves wondered if they could ever actually stop growing.

"Chisano, you know I love you and everything but... I can't reach your neck any more to scratch it." Boldsword was disappointed, but his dragoness merely chuckled. She flickered from one state to another - into her more humanoid form - and laughed while she tilted her elegant head.

"Now can you reach it?" She laughed. She still kept her lovely tail, complete with spikes and all, as well as the graceful horns that adorned her head in draconic form. It did sometimes seem, that when she played silly like this with her bond, she actually meant something far more... intimate should occur. Boldsword knew it, from the inside, and it was sure that Holly had seen it from her vantage.

Izuru was slightly smaller than his clutchmate, but not by much. Chisano was bigger than he, what equated to two hands of elfheights! The elves were tiny compared to these dragons, but felt comfortable with their humanoid shapes - and wondered what exactly they would tell their families and friends at Greenriver when they arrived... What would they eat? How much would it take to keep them fed? A pack of wolves weren't the size of one of these dragons.

Izuru was visibly smaller, at merely around six heights, but he was no less talented. However he did choose a rather more offense-oriented humanoid form. He didn't bother to carry his tail or much else from his draconic shape, though he added what appeared to be weaponry to himself: spikes on his shoulders and blades upon his arms. He could become a hunting nightmare, at least in terms of taking a hide to a tanner.

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