[[Surprised no one has nicknamed Sil-Drun "Silly" yet-

Fun Fact: Sil-Drun is half the size of most other dragons, allowing much more flexibility and speed...at the cost of strength and durability, of course.

Hides near Riften, roaring out from different angles to spook everyone. Today is a good day.

Sil-Drun lands at the entrance to his cave, stepping through the vines that hide it. Many would be surprised to find a functional fireplace in the center of the main room, mostly used for boiling water to keep his home nice and moist..

Coils up around the reader. Warm danger noodle.

Sil glides down to the forest floor this morning, tucking his wings in before landing into an almost silent sprint. Hunting time.

Somebody... ...NeedsToFuckThisGayBoi-

Fucking tailwhips a coyote into the nearby river. Sil is not a chew toy.

{\__/} ( ´︶`) / > 🍩 this is my sweet roll {\__/} ( ˘ ³˘ ) 🍩< \ nobody can take it {\__/} (._. ) < \ wait {\___/} ( ｀Д´) / > > WHERE IS MY SWEET ROLL {\____/} (ꐦ ಠ皿ಠ ) SOMEONE STOLE / ノ |ノ MY SWEET ROLL

Sil is simply sprawled out on one of the fields, taking in the sunlight with what would appear to be a faint smile. Happy plant boi.

Sil-Drun shall stay indoors today, boiling water to keep himself from freezing over. Winter does not combine with moistened branches very well.. ...Sil has learned this the hard way, long ago..

He's perched in the tree of Whiterun, staring back at everyone whilst they stare at him. They ran out of arrows not too long ago, so they're in quite the predicament, it seems..

He'll be bathing in the hot springs, if anyone wishes to see him. ..Because it's one of the few places that hasn't frosted over yet. The Spragon must stay moist to stay mobile, after all.

A swift swoop over Riften as he heads out for his daily hunt, waking the residents and scaring the guards, of course. He glides into a silent sprint, using his connection to the roots to find his next meal.

S t r e t c h e s ~

[[I'm a bit late, but uhm I'm thankful for this community and the memories I made here. We may not be friends, but I am glad to have met you to some extent, no matter how small. Thank you for getting me through hard times, and I hope you all have a great day today.💕

He may not be as durable or as strong as pureblooded Dovah, but they cannot engineer, cook, read, nor build...like Sil-Drun can.

Nervous beak snaps. Sil-Drun is running out of Magicka potions to keep his fire burning. Winter had better end soon this year..

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