Conraya



I asked Conraya for a poem true
(In iambic pentameter, too)
To this he replied: "Good luck; a poet I'm not!
"And counting five stresses is like to get me caught."

Name: Conraya
Length (- tail) 366 cm / 12'
Age: Dragon
Occupation: Professional Giant Magpie Impersonator



Picture commissioned by me. Art by MorgMedich

Maaag!

Conraya's a dragon, as you can see. Kind of a noodle-dragon, too. Long and flexible. His parents named him after an old moon god, because of his markings, but he prefers to think of himself as looking like a magpie. He likes magpies. It didn't take him long to be able to mimic their sonMAAG?

Oh, fair warning: he's weird. And playful. He's not-so-subtly telling me to stop writing this, that this is all boring, that nobody reads this type of stuff anyway, but I feel bad cutting this short. He's really a fun guy! No, not a fungus. That joke's old.

He's a pretty silly dragon. Almost to a fault. He likes to play, seemingly unaware of any consequences of his games. He can fly, obviously, and loves taking people for rides, though once in the sky watch out, as up there you can't say no to his playtime. Well, you can, and he's honestly a nice enough guy to heed such requests. Usually.

Getting harder to write this. Yes, Conraya, I know. No, you ate me last time you "took me to see the clouds." Of course it was fun but dammit you fluffy magpie I'm writing something!

Where was I? Right. Flying. He's a softy at heart, truly. Don't be afraid to trust him. Yes, he's dangerous, and yes, you're likely to be tucked away somewhere, but trust me, he won't hurt you. He's a cuddlebug. Just ... gets a bit more intimate with his cuddles than others.

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