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Gunnhild [mc33f] by indyana

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A Bishen Realm / BishenRealm adoption.
Dragon: Gunnhild
ID#: mc33f
Description: Machesri Red Arboreal Female
Bondmate: Astrid
Adopter: ixris (Platinum Star Parent by indyana)
Mutations: Back spines, wing spines
Special Characteristics: Missing an eye
Magical Object(s): Rift Cloud
Rift Cloud by indyana
Clutch: Machesri Clutch 5: Amon'Ra [mc21f] & Keisne [mc10m]

Mate: Devgan [mc17m]
Devgan [mc17m] by indyana
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Gunnhild [mc33f] - Wyrm Stage by indyanaClassic Machesri Female Egg by indyana

This image is only available for use by the Bishen Realm / BishenRealm adopter to whom this dragon belongs.  No one else is granted any rights to use this image.
Use of this image by the adopter is dictated by the Image Usage Terms on the Bishen Realm website:
bishen.indyslair.net/adoption/…
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seraaches Featured By Owner Jul 5, 2004
I like her tipped wings! ^^ *ish reminded of Hilde from Outlaw Star*
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Isdrake Featured By Owner Jul 4, 2004   Digital Artist
Me likes dragons. =P
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