Zafi, Zafi, Zafi. Can we all you Zafi? We hope you like it, 'cause whilst your Beau will growl at anyone who attempts to call you anything less than Zafina, he's ONLY going to call you Zafi. (SPOILER..er.. too late.) Anyhoo, we kind of like you? So have a dragon maybe? We hope you enjoy him as much as we enjoy you. <3 — K'vre, Divale & Vosji

My Pet Goat Dog Egg

Thanks, Karen. This egg used to identify quite happily as a caprine of the non-demonic variety, house-trained and pleasant to be around. Then someone had to come show up and be an asshole, and all of a sudden this egg has to be a canine instead. The rules are the rules, after all, but it doesn’t mean that this (lovely cream-and-grey) egg is very happy about it. Be a vizsla, they said. It’d be fun, they said.

Hatching Message

My Pet Goat Dog Egg DOESN'T WANT TO BE A VIZSLA! They're too skinny. And they don't have enough fun. This egg wants to have all the fun! It wants to be a dog, too! And not a goat! Whatever, it's about to be a dragon anyhow. A blue foot pokes out of a sudden hole, and then a heather-grey wingspar, and then! BAM! The egg cracks into two large sections, leaving When Goats Fly Blue Dragonet peering out at the candidates, the hat of his shell dangling over one eye as a hazardous shield.

When Goats Fly Blue Dragonet

Neither sacrifical nor sanctimonious, he's a wee little thing, a billy blue caught in the way of his own leaves — er — wings. Stocky through the shoulders and short through the spine, he's slab-sided and visually agile, sinuous despite the abbreviation of his length. Perhaps it's the surefooted placements of narrow paws, tipped as they are with heathered-grey claws wide and naturally blunted. Or perhaps it's those wings, merle blue and patchwork as a herder's best buddy. Like a courtyard weed left too long, he's sinewy and sturdy, one to bask in the sunlight and worry not about bucking any trends. The visual of his short neck and stubby-snouted face gives him a rather caprine affect, but his many-faceted eyes are all canine: faithful, charismatic, and full of life and love.

Public Impression Pose

When Goats Fly Dragonet cannot possibly be getting tired; that, indeed, would be ridiculous. Tiredness is not in his dictionary. He is just not CAPABLE of tiredness. Do you know what he can do? Jump. He has discovered jumping, and is actually hopping a little bit as he goes from candidate-group to candidate-group, finally getting down to the work at hand of Picking A Lifemate. Once he's focused, it doesn't take long, because there is only one for him: one who understands him, one who will accept him, and one who hopefully forgives him when he springs toward her and then headbutts her as gently as he can figure out how to, right in the gut. This one's his forever.

Private Impression Message

Summer's ending, Zafina: despite the Sands' heat you feel a brisk snap to the air and you KNOW that Igen's meagre winter is on the way. And aren't you distracted, wee little thing as you are? You have to be, else why would you be thinking about gingersnaps and mulled cider at a time like this? The warming delight of all the autumn harvests rises ripe and ready in your nose: cloves at the forefront, the citrus tang of nutmeg, and an illusive woodsy scent that simply defies all classification. « Well, that's all fine and dandy, » opines a high tenor, « And I definitely want to explore this thing you're thinking of… is it a cinnamon roll? Well that sounds delightful, my Zafi, it does indeed. But right now I'm thinking you'd best be feeding me something more substantial. » The scent of blue autumn fills your nose again and, almost as an afterthought: « Oh, right then. I'm forever your Beau. Shall we? »

Egg Inspiration

https://www.reddit.com/r/AmItheAsshole/comments/f5tujh/aita_for_telling_my_hoa_my_goat_is_a_dog/

Some dude wanted to know if it makes him an asshole for telling his HOA that his goat… is a dog… because he can have a dog by the bylaws but not a goat.


For what it’s worth, I don’t think the dude’s an asshole at all. The goat seems very well-behaved. NTA here!

Theme Inspiration

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Goats and puppies and blue autumn: your Beau is a dragon that his mama Jaehnieseyth is very proud of.

The scents of autumn and a fine British accent round him out, but frankly, there's nothing extra we need to explain about his theme, because his MAIN theme is 'what Zafina loves', and we hope he delivers!

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Description Inspiration

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He's a goat, Zafi. What else did you expect?

He's a short goat, a small blue, built choppy and square like you see in the conformation of the Nigerian Dwarf above — and in the aussie cattle dog! Just stick some wings on him and you're good to go!

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His color? Well, he's, um, he's blue. He's got some merling on his wings, a little darker patchwork there like our favorite herding dogs, but he didn't need a thousand words calling him blue. He's blue. What else do you want?

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The best thing about him are his eyes: loyal canine eyes, attentive always on His Person, ready to go on and tackle whatever else life brings.

(But hopefully it brings steaks!)

Name Inspiration

Herding dogs! We knew the first time we perused the lists of puppers who WORK that we wanted to give Zafina a Beau (thanks to the Beauceron breed), because Zafi and Beau? It just felt like a match made in heaven!

So we dabbled around and ended up adding 'merle' to the mix and ended up with Beaumerath, which has the unique sounding qualifications of ALSO sounding kinda similar to 'boomerang'. Which felt really right, considering that he is kind of a boomerang — he might dance off the walls or hit the ceiling, but he's always coming home to you, Zafina!

We pronounce it BO-mer-ath, nothing too weird! Hopefully you don't think you sneezed letters when you see it! :)

Mindvoice

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That first crisp snap of autumn is so unbelievably bracing: it's as if you leave your home, stepping out into the greater world, and suddenly anything is possible. The dog days of summer are over! or close to over! And suddenly the full gambit of fall's colors and activities spread in front of you, tantalizing in sugar and spice and warm scarves and rich colors and the surfeit of the harvest.

That's Beau.

From the very beginning, with his incredibly crisp-and-proper Fortian accent, he is the breeze through goldenrod-and-maroon leaved trees — sugar-maple and sumac bringing the wine-rich reds in particular.

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Mulled-wine and warm sweaters, the frost of your breath in the air, harvest time and knee-high boots. Cinnamon in enough quantity and quality that it's spicy, a broom on the wall and the strong scent clearing out any potential aroma but the bite of cinnamon-oil touched with cloves.

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Mellow and golden in the best parts of life: the parts of life shared with YOU, Zafina, the detritus of his leaf-fall scattered in crisp piles. You just know that if you go stomping through them that they would crackle satisfyingly, cling to the laces of your shoes and cause you no end of raking until the threshold of winter… and maybe beyond, depending on how lazy you get, getting fat and sassy on caramel apples.

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« Oh, come now, darling Zafi, » he'll say, wheedling as he does: there's that undeniable charm pivoting into his crisply proper words, drifting with crimson leaves and the scent of plums stewed in cinnamon. You can feel your guard weakening at the first contact. How does he do this? How does he know how to get to you?

"No, Beau, "// you might try saying;// "We are NOT going to help Lukoith go steal a runner from the stables. "

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The scent of sandalwood and a crackling bonfire promises drifting amusement. Your devilish fellow seems uncaring of the consequences of his actions. « But Zafi, » he says in his fine tenor, « It sounds like such fun! »

Physicalities

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(psstt…. Zafi, darling… what are you doing down there?)

BREAKING NEWS AT 10: BLUE BOYS CAN JUMP!

"Sweet baby Faranth, can you get Beau DOWN from there?!" will be the thing you hear ad nauseum for the remainder of your natural life, Zafina.

Your guy kind of likes to … get up there. What? He can! He fits, unlike Zhikanikoth, and he doesn't have to wait as long as it takes Qiyarth to figure out that the skies are where he belongs!

No, Beau just desires to be ON TOP OF EVERYTHING. He's really small, ya know? He's one of the smallest blues on Pern, and he's damn proud of that — the best things come in small packages! — and he doesn't care, HE JUST WANTS TO SEE EVERYTHING FROM A HIGHER VANTAGE!

Even if he has to warp himself into weird spots just to pretend to be higher.

This is probably some weird goat mating fight thing. We don't know. We're not goat experts. We will await your goat expert explanation of this weird bowed-up goat post-hatching, but for now we'll content ourselves with the concept of BABY BEAU all bowed up on papa Dhazkyth, the latter with his head twisted all the way around in CONFUSION.

Anyhow. Back to what Beau looks like. Don't let us get distracted again or we'll start talking about some of the weird goat searches we had to do in order to get some of these images… don't. Just don't. DON'T ASK.

So he's short, we've established that, and he's short-coupled: kind of square when he's flat-pawed on the ground, though ha! You won't have to worry about that too much. He doesn't walk or hop as much as BOUND, having those springy hindquarters inherited from his sire: Beau is largely a Jaehnieseyth-scion, but in this, well, he's 100% Dhazkyth.

So you'll find him in weird spots, where he's bounded himself up. And sometimes in weyrlinghood he might not even be able to get himself down safely (and he will have an EXCELLENT mind when it comes to evaluating if he can get down safely or not), so he might have to be (hilariously) rescued from the roof of the stables.

"HOW DID YOU EVEN GET UP THERE, YE WEE FIEND?!"

He's got skills, man.

SKILLS.

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— no ears! La Mancha

SIDEBAR: we promise your guy has ears, but this guy was super cute, so you can see the caprine-esque head your dude sports I mean look at that face. Isn't it adorable? Don't you just want to KISS IT?

… anyways.

Eventually, he'll gain the sky, and then you'll REALLY need to get used to the concept of heights! Because not only does he want to go up there, but he wants you to go up there! There are no trees in Igen sturdy enough for a blue to perch in, but if you ever wander to Lemos he might get lost in the branches of the oldest skybrooms (until the Lemosian holders come screaming about damaging their valuable timber!).

Instead of trees, he'll find the SKINNIEST ledges, bare outcroppings of rock vertical along the weyrbowl and other jutting monuments of stone, and park himself there balanced on, like, one blunted heather-grey talon.

Don't scoff, he's about to do it RIGHT NOW.

At least he won't require a lot of oil. Or tending. Clean up a scrape and it heals overnight… or so it feels. He's a real hardy creature, your Beau. But really… he'd better be. Considering.

We'll leave you with ONE FINAL COMMENT about your little goat boy:

Do not

DO NOT

Headbutt Ixzhulqvoth.

Just don't do it.

(We can't wait to see how it plays out.)

Personality

Your boy fardling LOVES Qiyarth.

Ask us about it later.

Sorry, we didn't want to forget! There's so MUCH to Beau, after all — he's not just your average everyman herding-puppy-and-goat blue dragon. He's refined, Zafina, he has great taste and a lovely accent and an excellent taste for bergamot tea (I'M SERIOUS HE LOVES QIYARTH), the very vision of common-sense and devilish good humor. Sure, he's a ball of energy and purpose that will forever wreck your life enhance the richness of Zafina's life for the rest of your lives together! But is that really that bad of a thing?

He has a fond penchant for the absurd. A… surprise quick shall we say. He'll scribble doodles into your mind — and into others — at the oddest of times. A goat in a tuxedo. R'kyr on one knee proposing. Vosji married off docilely to some old fat Holder. Diem getting caught wearing puce.

Most of his idle mental daydream sketches, done in swirls of autumn leaves and the curling scents of cinnamon and cloves, will focus on humans instead of dragons, honestly. Humans are just so fascinating! Whatever will Neeva do when Aylee realizes she's in love with some dumb boy? What if it's M'kai? What if Ze'ran secretly asked to stand just to be closer to his lady-love and then it turns out that his lady-love is KHU and K'vre fights him to the death in a swordfight! And K'shi turns neurotic in the aftermath and — and — and —

Enjoy the Pernese Days of our Lives you're about to be exposed to, Zafina.

(It's only going to get worse when Knox and Beau realize that they can scribble TOGETHER… RIP your daydreams. Tissavyth will surely shut them down before they start doodling mean little elementary designs about Iandeleoth's wings!)

It's what you get for HOW MUCH YOU TALK, because the steady stream of Beau's stories filtering into your mind is incessant.

Suffice to say that when things ACTUALLY happen to the humans you're linked to (Niaeri will be an especially fond inherited-memory for Beau: he wants Nugget updates and might make you go to the bazaar just to check on his fav Auvergne girl that uh, he might never meet?) he'll be the biggest gossip factory ever. It might get to the point that when weyrleadership wants something to get out fast to the weyr, you'll get a casual visit from Divale to drop some comment-or-another.

It's like this even in weyrlinghood: he's got that touch of the absurd from the very beginning, getting into everything with his puppy energy and outrageous flirtatious energy.

He's curious! He wants to know everything! He'll get into other weyrlings' couches and curl up on the human cots (they're higher up!), dig into the interpersonal and drag out things people don't want to be brought to the light.

To be really frank, he's going to be a REALLY good source for Zhikanikoth's spying. Probably for his entire life. They both have the same desire to know things about other people, but Beaumerath is almost… hmmm… Baezyl-ish about it all. What's the fun of knowing things if you don't SHARE them? Of all the dragons in the clutch, he's most likely to enjoy the company of Psiosynth, whose innocence and broad sharing will have this little blue calling the big bronze one of his bestest of friends!

He'd get a better reception in all of these opportunities except for the fact that he has this damnable trait of trying to eat everything around him. What? Did you expect us to give you a goat dragon that DOESN'T try to eat everything around him? SACRILIGE!

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He doesn't actually like EATING as much as you'd think — he's surprisingly fastidious when it comes to bringing down a wherry or a herdbeast — but he just likes to nibble, you know? Things have a different texture when taste is involved!

No amount of berating or punishment will heed this off: it's a habit as ingrained as any, something that he'll never quite realize he's doing until he's eaten someone's hat. He'll be profusely sorry (when he knows it's socially required), apologizing for his mouth getting away from him… and then blaming it on you because you modeled the behavior first!

If it isn't obvious from the very onset, your Beaumerath is an intensely social creature.

He will do best in a wing tight-knit and almost incestuously close, and he will demand that you attend social events even if they are ones he himself cannot physically attend. He'll always be pushing you to do more, to be connected in different ways, to make new friends. He appreciates Elszerath's similarity and will frequently band together with the brown in pushing.

He'll even encourage you to make new ENEMIES.

Enemies he can scheme against! Enemies he can craft elaborate pranks against (and then quite forget to execute before he forgets them), enemies he can enlist Knoxtroth to write dirty little limericks about, enemies that can be a focal point for all of his enthusiasm.

But when he's finally grown, and settled as far as he'll get settled — which is to not say a whole bunch, since he's remarkably adult when even fresh-shelled! — he'll have a host of secondary traits on top of his ultra-social, nosy gossipy self.

He is, in a word, reliable. Predictable as the tides, he'll work as hard as he needs to when it counts: he's never one to scoff or play hooky when it comes to training or drills or sweeps (he may complain about it however!). He's curious and intelligent, not only about other creatures but about the natural world. You'll find yourself a scholar of more than goats before long, if only to answer all of his incessant questions.

Obstacles that are placed in front of him will never seem insurmountable to a goat-dragon who likes to clear everything in a solid bound: if he has to work up to it inch by inch, until he can leap over the top? He's not worried. It's just another day, Zafina, just another job to go to work on.

He may be stubborn. You, ah, probably have already picked up on the undertones of that. He may have a difference of agreement with you from time to time — and he'll worry at it like a dog with a bone, unconcerned of anything but getting you to move in the direction that he wants you to. He'll be even MORE stubborn when it comes to when he thinks you've been too trusting: he's a devil-eyed goat, he knows con-men when he sees them! Your romantic conquests will be of HIGHEST suspicion and possibly the only time when a truly ugly side of Beau comes out to play.

Know that you can move through this difficult terrain and go where others cannot. Have faith and trust your path.
-Goat

Finally… your Beaumeroth really knows how to breathe. Life is meant to be enjoyed one moment at a time, and he excels in that above all things. It doesn't matter if things look uncertain, if danger lurks around the corner; he'll be cautious but confident, his buzzing energy forever oriented upward and onward. He'll push you to face your fears and to conquer them until there is nothing else but you and the sky, and the thin sliver of a rock-shelf that you can push yourself upon to reach even loftier heights.

After all, the view is best from the top.

Flights

Your fool of a lifemate will quite think he's debonair, regardless of what you (and the world) think he might be when randy. Oh, he loves him the girls - every green lights his ichor on fire, after all, and it will take a heady amount of self-control to keep him from rising after them all!

You may be frustrated the first turn or two of his sexual adulthood, Zafi. We're sorry. We're very sorry.

Anyhow, in THINKING that he's quite the suave fellow he turns out to fall flat on his face, because it ends up being more a mockery of the thing than the thing itself. See, Beau deals in hyperbole in most of his life, and when he tries to lay it on thick to a green, it just comes across as … well … Beau.

« Tissavyth, your haunches are sticky-sweet and so thick, like… like stewed plums in green wine! »

… wtf is green wine? WHAT ARE YOU DOING BEAUMERATH?!

« Alyzandriath! You're so small you could fit into a single.. Erm.. pocket! »

… BEAUMERATH YOU DON'T HAVE ANY POCKETS!

Worst case scenario, he can always just fling himself face-first at his competition in an effort to get them to back down. He's not typically a challenging type, finding more solace in individualism than in contrarianism — he's not THAT kind of goat, Zafi! — but in flights he'll make an exception, ESPECIALLY for bronzes MUCH bigger than he is that should know to leave well enough alone.

Hopefully he doesn't get eaten before he can properly win a flight and relieve some of that frustration of yours!

However foolish he turns out being in the mix of a flight's blooding, when he DOES finally catch a green he won't know what to do with her. Well, other than the biological parts - that's quite instinctual, thank you kindly! - but afterward? He's not terribly fond of cuddles or cuddling or even touch unless it's YOUR touch, and he'll find himself in a great desire to BOUND off in one great leap to leave the green to her own devices.

He's a great big minuteman, and he deserves every scold you heap upon him the first time you see a bright green suddenly taken aback by her abrupt lack of a partner.

Scold away, Zafina. Beau would much rather hear YOUR words (your nonstop words, even) than stay around those mangy cuddling greens any moment longer.

You are his for life, after all. He signed up for that!

He didn't sign up for cuddles.

Zafina, Zafina, Zafina. We hope you love your Beau, but if you don't, fear not! This is merely a template for an inspiration.Go forth and do as your little goat heart requires, regardless of what's written here; we're merely ecstatic to see you once more around, and cannot wait to see the heaps of trouble this fellow gets you into! Please take with you all our adoration — GooseCo 2020.

Credits

Name: K'vre, Divale
Egg Desc: K'vre
Dragonet Desc: K'vre
Messages: K'vre
Puppeteer: Vosji
Inspiration: K'vre, Divale, Vosji

Ak'hi (Akhiqar) and Coalescing Vision of the Void Bronze Psiosynth
K'shi (Kevashi) and Too Big For His Bolts Bronze Zhikanikoth
M'kai (Maikah) and To Boldly Go Bronze Qiyarth
Ze'ran (Zefran) and No Dishonor On My Cow Bronze Iandeleoth
S'hius (Sophius) and Scepter of the Scarab Lord Brown Elszerath
Khu (Khulan) and Beyond the Broken Barrows Brown Ixzhulqvoth
M'zti (Meztillian) and Where the Roadway Ends Blue Knoxtroth
Aylee and Everybody Gonna Shine Green Tissavyth
Neeva (Jeneeva) and Like A Shiny Leaf Upon The Wind Green Alyzandriath

Harper's Tale's 85th PC Clutch
Igen's 31st Clutch
Casla's gold Jaehnieseyth and R'kyr's bronze Dhazkyth
March 25, 2020