Female Hatchling
Name: unnamed
Species: Tarax
Birthday: Saturday, December 26, 2015
Owner: Master Belmos
Element: Neutral 
These little ones are highly energetic, and love sugar above all else. Their unique snouts allow them to drink up nectar, and most of their days are spent searching for their many meals. Though a tarax hatchling may whine and beg at their magi, under no circumstances should anyone give them a treat. If given the slightest bit of sugar, these hatchlings become completely unmanageable, and move so quickly they are not much more than a blur. If feeling particularly feisty, they may attempt to scratch at humans, though their small paws can hardly be felt. It is common knowledge and practice to never allow a tarax hatchling into the castle, for they are adept at hiding and take great joy in screeching in people's ears at night.
Most people regard taraxes to be highly hilarious creatures. They are well liked, and can be found throughout the gardens and grounds that surround the castle. Despite being as small a flower, these companions have tremendous personalities and are very loud. Though they lack the teeth and muzzles of most dogs, they can emit shrill barks and act much like other canines. They are playful and loyal, and extremely protective of their territories. Though these companions can cause no harm, they will shriek and hop around the ankles of anyone who walks near their flowers. Some people try to avoid certain areas for this reason, but trying to evade taraxes is rather pointless. They can make their homes in any flowers, but they are quite partial to dandelions. Once winter comes, they would all succumb to the cold if it were not for the castle's greenhouses. As it is, their tiny eggs can survive the harshness of winter, and remain tucked away in the ground. Come summer, they hatch as soon as the earth thaws. Everyone knows when this occurs, as swarms of taraxes suddenly come from nowhere, chasing anything that moves and hiding behind new shoots of grass. Though they are very active during the day, a tarax will never come out at night. Instead, they bury themselves deep into flowers, trying to remain safe from predators.
Sprite art: DarrkestDrow/Jrap17 (hatchling) | Description: Damien