Hey there! My name's Cynthia, but you can call me Cynth. I go by she/her pronouns, but they/them works too. I make fanfics, headcanons, and art (even if im not that good at it ;-;). Check me out on Wattpad and Youtube @Cynthia_Da_Sorceress!! ------------------------------------------------------- Tag guide to keep things organized: • Ramblings of a Sorceress - Random stuff • Excerpts from the spell book - Little scenarios I wrote • Art is sorcery - my art!! • Cynthia answers - I answer asks I get
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My Wings Of Fire Fantribe (Part 1)
My Wings of Fire fantribe (Part 1)
Tribe name: WebWings
Royalty: Queen Maratus, Prince Huntsman, Princesses Sicarius, Arachnid, and Tarantula
Territory: The mountains of Pantala
Kingdom description: Large webs span across the areas between mountains. They are layered far enough apart to walk, but not enough to fly. Cave systems inside the mountains are used as houses, schools, and a palace. The main outdoor area is referred to as The Webs, and it is like a marketplace and popular hang out.
Colors: Main scales are typically shades of brown or black, with web patterns on the underside of the wings. May have different color patterns covering the body.
Body type: Small torsos with long, thin legs and necks. Rounded wings. Four extra arms that are noticeably smaller.
Extra information: Heavily based on spiders. Silk glands can be on the tail or near the snout - if they are on the snout, the dragon has mandibles, I'd the glands are on the tail, the dragon will have spinnerets. All WebWings have venom, which is injected through biting. Either eight or six eyes, depending on the dragon. Omnivores with a strong preference for bugs. Early WebWings are said to have been cannibalistic.
Dark black (on the face): Example of mandibles (not every dragon has these!)
Blue (tip of tail and behind mandible example): potential silk glands locations
Red (torso): small, extra limbs
Green (in mouth): venom fangs
(By the way, though I doubt anybody will want to use my WebWing design, if you do, please ask and credit me!)
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Purple and teal wolf-dragon: Juniper, she/her
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Sable ignored the tugging on her arm. She ignored the muffled, staticy voice telling her they have to go. It didn't matter. Nothing mattered except the shell laying in front of her.
The empty husk of the one she once held close. The bare, expressionless face and the lightless eyes that once held a vibrant gold glow. The small line of oil dripping from the frameless casing's mouth that had stained the dusky purple paint.
Her twin. Her dear, sweet twin. The one who knew her best. The only one Sable had called her packmate since coming online. Her beloved twin, her other half, was caught by a Husker.
The voice speaking to her became clearer as the shock wore off. So did Sable's grief.
"Sable, we have to go!" Lyra continued to tug on Sable's arm, trying to get her away from the shell of their packmate.
Sable stared at Maura's husk for a few more moments before wrenching her arm out of Lyra's grasp.
"No..." the lone twin muttered. "We're not leaving."
"I know you don't want to leave her, but it's not safe here," Lyra tried to reason. "I know you love her, but sitting here waiting for a Husker to find us isn't going to bring her back."
"...I can't leave her..." Sable once again muttered more to herself than to her last living packmate.
Lyra drew back from Sable. She just said I. She just said I.
"Sable..?" The red, imp-like android places a clawed hand on Sable's shoulder.
"We were one." The dusky-colored drone sits down on her knees in front of her identical husk. "And now we are none."
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Wip of a story I might write at some point. For background, Sable and Maura were twin androids who had interlinked code, causing them to say things like "our favorite color" or "we're tired" instead of my or I.