"Goodness. I was young when I took that picture. Around hundred and...forty two cycles I believe. Nineteen or twenty years when calculated by Earth's time frame."

A casual flick of one orange tufted ear accompanied his low hum. Glancing to the other who stood peering at the image with a crooked grin in place, Luu continued.

"Daiconi naturally stay as their born scale or plate color for the rest of their lives. As a Gray Daiconi, I lacked that limitation. I originally thought being an Azure Scale would have the other breeds treat me kindly. ...Turns out it wasn't such a brilliant idea, as you can see by the tear in my ear and shattered horn there."

Scute covered brows furrowed downward when a realization clicked.

"It also seems like I had a bit of a belly!"

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I do believe I'm going to start writing and uploading this story line to Fictionpress soon. I want to work on my fictional race and world more. Hope you all like the picture, it was fun to work on. Nothing super clean, colored simple, and just...fun. :D

-Luu

Copyrights of this image and the Daiconi belong solely to me.