Female Hatchling
Name: unnamed
Species: Decaying Mawdracon
Birthday: Saturday, October 5, 2024
Owner: Amp
Element: Neutral 
Mawdracon hatchlings are not a pretty sight. They are small, smell like rotting flesh, and very much not alive. However, they are wiggly and very loud for their size. The hatchlings are restless until they find a source of magic - be it a creature or a potion bottle. They grow rapidly, in accordance with the amount of magic they absorb. The more magic they ingest, the faster they grow. Sometimes, mawdracons hatch in the morning and grow entirely by the end of the day. If they are isolated and find no source of magic, the hatchlings will become inert and remain like that until another spell is released nearby or a magical creature passes by. This is one of the many benefits of being dead: the mawdracons cannot die from the lack of magic.
Magic is fickle, and not everyone is as good at it as they claim to be. There are cases when spells get out of hand and backfire, and there are times when spells do not work at all for unknown reasons. When this happens - and the energy gets released into the space around the caster - some things get affected by it. Sometimes plants wither or bloom uncontrollably, sometimes things get broken, and other times surrounding creatures get affected and changed by it. The mawdracon is the result of one such instance of magic not working right. It is not a dragon, a desgolo, a daycrawler, or a nightcrawler, but an entirely new species that has aspects of all these creatures together. The mawdracons are not alive, although they exist. They feed on magic and seek it mindlessly, their only intent being to stay alive. They are not malevolent, but they are parasites and act accordingly. Fortunately, they absorb only as much magic as they need to survive, and so far, no creature has come to its demise because of the mawdracons.
Sprite art: Munin (hatchling) | Description: Real