#brown dragon

[bohne-bohne]

Prince Copperhead, another one of Queen Anhinga’s hatchlings! Copperhead ran away from the Mud Kingdom to be with a rainwing!!

[fuulikoo-art]

When choosing color schemes, sometimes I just pick one base hue, then one analogous and one complementary color. It usually works out

[faguscarolinensis]

Arisaema triphyllum / Jack-in-the-Pulpit at the Sarah P. Duke Gardens at Duke University in Durham, NC

[adobedragon]

As the dragonrider reaches for more stone, Keith speaks. “Keith. I’m Keith.” His voice cracks, hoarse from disuse.

S’hiro’s gray eyes, they are the gray of storm clouds, flick to Keith and he smiles. “Good to meet you, Keith.” How old is he? Keith wonders. Maybe twenty, twenty-one Turns? An odd sensation, the warmth of recognition flames up in his gut, and Keith looks away, eyes on the dragons.

A bronze and a brown, the brown large, nearly the size of the bronze. “Which one is yours?” says Keith.

S’hiro’s brow furrows in confusion for a moment then he works out Keith’s meaning. “The bronze. That’s Kuroth.”

Keith studies the great beast, wondering what it is like to soar high above the land on dragonback, a deep longing joining the warmth he feels toward S’hiro. The dragon turns his long triangular head, jeweled eyes whirling in hues of blue as they meet Keith’s gaze.

S’hiro chuckles. “He likes you.”

“He does?” Keith winces at the boyish awe in his voice, amazed that the magnificent creature likes him and also fascinated by this confirmation that dragons speak to their riders without words.

“So does Canth,” says the other rider.

Keith jumps, startled, feeling the eyes of all, dragonriders and miner folk on him. Especially the other dragonrider, who is studying Keith closely.

“Where were you born, boy?” says the other rider.

Keith bristles at “boy,” but answers. “Keroon. I think. My parents are dead.”

S’hiro, however is looking at the other rider, a question in his eyes. “A Candidate, F’nor?” he says flatly.

“Aye,” agrees the other rider, dropping a stone with a clatter into Dale’s basket. “You ever been to Benden Weyr?” He addresses the question to Keith.

Keith shakes his head, feeling a strange shift in the conversation’s undercurrent. “Candidate? For what?” He asks although he knows the answer but can’t believe it.

[deceitful-eyes]

My computer has decided for me that im done with this so here it is, my very belated dragon appreciation. A sketch of Smrgol from the 1982 Rankin-Bass film Flight of The Dragons.

[sparkystarlight]

transparents :3

do not repost pls <3

[lanalightspeed]

The place that I once knew (AT) Art trade for emeraldvulture on tumblr.

[the-peacekeepers-age]

The Sentinels have hatched! This is the Aegis of Memory clutch all hatched!

[digitalfriend08]

Ro by Insaneus (Nov 22, 2011)

[dragon-models]

8 types of brown dragons. 🐉🐲

[supine-ly]

clay doodles

[bohne-bohne]

Princess Bayou the Mudwing from Wings of Fire! She’s another one of Queen Anhinga’s hatchlings and from the same brood that Queen Egret came from. I based Bayou’s design off a bayou pic on google. Fun fact! Bayou ran away from potential queen-hood because she was so scared of becoming queen

[ruushes]

still endlessly indecisive abt my datv worldstate bc ive played these games too many times and have too many ocs now but ive seen a lot of people drawing their worldstate characters and i wanted to too lol so here’s my tentative pick

fantastic templates are by marianchurchland ❤️❤️💕

[faguscarolinensis]

Arisaema triphyllum / Jack-in-the-Pulpit at the Sarah P. Duke Gardens at Duke University in Durham, NC

[chalkrub]

various art trades from the past month! had FUN as usual

[kayllek]

Brown dragon

Friday mood