Wednesday, December 11, 2013

Mother of the Ice Dragon

Mother of the Ice Dragon
I may have not laid the egg that my dragon baby came from, but she is my baby none the less. It's hard work being a mother to a dragon, especially one that doesn't breathe fire. Oh no, this little ice baby prefers freezing temps and spits razor sharp icicles instead of fire.
Mother of the Ice Dragon
Instead of roasting her food, she prefers it frozen. Her own little meatcicles. Luckily I have adapted to the cold so my sweet dragon baby can live in comfort.
Mother of the Ice Dragon
I can always tell the mood of my sweet baby girl because her eyes change colors. At the moment they are and icey shade meaning that she is quite content at the moment.

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