#cloud dragons

I’m SO proud to announce this, so here it is! A fun adoptable project @henzolin & I have been working on for the past few months together!

This is our first batch of Cloud Dragons-- small, adorable creatures that live in the sky & have the ability to evolve! ☁️

Feel free to read below the cut for more details!

Something I was working on towards the end of last year.

LI’L CUTIE CLOUD DRAGON floating blissfully amongst the wispy clouds above~ These adorable little things are an adoptable species designed by @henzolin! You can read more info and see if there’s any left for adoption here!

"Sorry, sorry, I just--"

"Stop laughing!"

"I'm sorry! Cloud is just... not very intimidating for a dragon, don't you think?" Zack covered his mouth, choking back the laughter before the dragon got really irritated and actually resorted to using fire to make his point. Said dragon--Cloud-- just glowered, huffing angrily down at the SOLDIER; once he was sure he was watching, the dragon very pointedly picked up Buster sword in his claws and used it as a toothpick.

"'Zack' is a terrible name for a princess," he began irritably. "So you have absolutely no place to be laughing at me!"

"Yeah, but I'm not a--"

"It's a terrible princess name," Cloud continued, completely ignoring Zack. "So I'm changing it, alright? From now on your name is... Is..." He paused, thinking. "Tifa!" he declared finally.

"But isn't that--"

"Exactly." Smugly Cloud dropped the Buster sword to the side, dropping his large head to get closer to Zack's eye level. "And she's very nice, you know. Brings me all sorts of tasty food to eat in return for not eating any of the villagers, and she'd make a nice princess, I think. But you're the one I'm stuck with, so I'll just call you Tifa too. Maybe you'll learn some manners if I do it often enough."

The goats had been eaten, the drinks drained and the music turned up far too loud. Hats had been placed on heads (or in Cloud's case, wrestled on against his will), and now all that was left was the countdown to the new year.

"Zack, it's cold!" Cloud whined, curled up in the corner of Missus Strife's kitchen and plastered against the wood stove in a pile of blankets. The only visible parts of the former dragon were a tuft of blond hair and blue eyes peeking out balefully. "And these blankets itch, I don't like them! Get my scales back!"

Beside him, Tifa shoved another spoonful of Strife Specialty Stew into Cloud's mouth before he could close it again. "Chew," she demanded and the dragon obeyed immediately. It was some good stew, and it kept him warm. The memory of the freezing winds in his cave and the rushed trip to the Strife house before he froze to death made him shiver again. Zack set down the pile of firewood beside the stove and turned to Cloud, crossing his arms.

"Maybe if you'd stop taking off the clothes I gave you--"

"They're too big! And they itch too!"

"I dunno what to tell you then Cloud! Either wear the clothes and be warm until we fix it, or go naked and be cold."

Cloud pouted, burrowing further into the blankets to avoid Tifa's next spoonful of stew.

"You're being a terrible princess again."