Green Litath

Impressee: En'dor (Enador)

Name: The Kawaii Green Litath
Pronounciation: Lee-tath
Colour: Green
Hex Colour Code: BDFCC9
Hatching: Late Autumn T13, 8th Pass
Final Size: 23' length of 41' wingspan

Description: Litath is absolutely tiny, not only in length but in conformation too. She seems more like a delicate green firelizard than she does like a Threadfighting, muscular dragon. Only her wings are strangely large for her frame, seeming to swamp her in swathes of wingsail – or maybe it’s just the way she always carries them held away from herself, so that they look voluminous and full. Litath is a pale pastel green colour, like a stick of chalk, except for the freckled pink spots that cover her wingsails and cheeks. No matter how hard she might train, Litath will never shed some of the puppy fat that keeps her looking more like a hatchling than a full-grown dragon.

Personality: Tiny as Litath is, it’s her demeanour that really makes her seem young and innocent. The babyish lilt to her voice, overly trusting nature, susceptibility to blurt out whatever’s on her mind, and inability to distinguish a good idea from a terrible one, are all childish behaviours that Litath won’t seem to grow out of. Unfortunately, she also won’t seem to have much of a concept of responsibility for controlling her own actions or impulses, or much of an attention span. But then, there’s also her wide eyed enthusiasm for everything, her delight in indulging in silly and amusing behaviour, and her unquestioning love for her ‘family’ of clutchmates. Litath has an enduring love for anything ‘cute’, and can be won over easily by silly stories and tales. She may, if her rider lets her, grow a hoard of ‘toys’ and ‘trinkets’ – anything shiny or small – which she is deeply, deeply attached to. If something goes missing from it, Litath will not rest until she has found it and ‘returned it to safety’ – almost as if she thinks her toys have a ‘soul’. Despite Litath’s propensity to seem like a perpetual child, she also has a displaced mothering impulse which she will lavish on her collection if she can. Litath chafes at the demands of being a dragon – she will make an adequate Threadfighter, but hates the necessity of it, and the necessity of being part of a rank hierarchy. Can't I just be a Weyrling forever? She also has a very strong dislike of overt male attention, and will flee from any who are too forward or pressing.

Inspiration: Lolita
Dragon Credit: Jey

Hatching/Impression Message: The hatchling within the Flickering Flame Egg had been working away at the egg steadily, so that a network of lacy cracks spanned its pale sides. Eventually, right at egg's dark tip, a pale nose punched through the shell and the rest of the egg began to crumble away from the hatchling within. The very pale green dragonet was left blinking sleepily in the sand, until she spied the huge crowd in the stands - and tucked her head beneath her wing shyly.

After a long moment, she drew her head back out and wobbled unsteadily to her feet. Her steps seemed unsure as she moved through the sand towards the candidates, skitting nervously away from any clutchmates that strayed too close. She was only halfway between her shattered shell and the white-clad candidates when a small boy darted out of the line and cradled her in his arms. "I'm going to protect you, Litath!" En'dor yelled.

Egg Name: Flickering Flame Egg
Egg Description: This egg is longer than it is round - or you could say it's tall, given that its usual orientation is sat on its base. When positioned like this, the majority of the egg is an off-white, with hints of aged brown. The very tip of the egg is black, but against that black, emerging from the white, are faint waves of yellow, orange, and red. These seem to dance before the eyes - surely an optical illusion - but give the impression of dying flames, which could be extinguished at any moment.
Egg Inspiration: Hallowe'en is the perfect time to put out some super creepy candles…and if they go out…well, maybe it's time to leave before something spooky happens!
Egg Credit: Emma

Dam: Gold Ceocayath (Reva)
Sire: Bronze Tauchisath (I'mane)

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