It was a beautiful day in Dragontown and Valcyrie was strolling down the busy shopping street, curious and excited for what oddities she would find at the marketplace today. She then saw a clawrtist, a dragon artist who pained excellent cartoonish dragons. She wiggled her rump happily, lashed her tail and sat down for a bit to watch the dragoness draw while also looking over all of her artworks. Soon, the artist placed up an empty canvas and turned towards the public.
"Pictues! Get your pictures taken here!"
*Val perked her ears and fluttered her frills excitedly. This would be a very quirky oddity to decorate her cave with. She snorted at herself for a moment, who was so high in their own importance that they actually had a portrait of themselves in their home?
"I. I have a portrait of myself..." she mused and got up, waddling over to the artist and placing down a small coin purse. 15 goldwings spread out before the artist with a soft clinging sound. The artist smiled and was just about to take them when another coin purse was slammed down next to hers, but 16 goldwings rolled out on the table. Val turned her head to look at the newcomer, and saw a pretty beautiful purple drake standing there. He gave her a big quirky smile and wiggled his tail triumphantly. Val squinted at him, dug a paw into her satchel and procured 2 more goldwings.
"17!"
Barely had the gold hit the table before the purple dragons voice rang out.
"18!"
He dropped 2 more coins at the table. Val felt a bit disheartened, she had only earned so much from selling her fish earlier this morning...
"19!" she proclaimed proudly.
The purple dragon then smirked at her and lifted out a much larger coin purse than her own and took up 2 more.
"20!"
Val growled at him and squinted, she had seen it first, it was hers! He caught her glare and squinted back, giving his purse a little jiggle, making the gold sing. That was it. Val pounced him with a mighty roar.
"I'll give 25 or eat my tail!"
"You better have brought pepper, you already seem salty enough!" the purple dragon retorted, and soon both of them were rolling around, wildly swatting at each other with paws, tails and wings while small golden coins flew in all directions. A small crowd gathered around them, cheering for one or the other.
Who would win the bidding war..?

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Which one of us have not found ourselves in that bidding war against a stranger for that YCH we really wanted? When I bid on one slot, and Pollard bid on the other on this YCH after having outbid me on another YCH just a few days before, the theme of the pic was crystal clear to me xD And Pollard, if you read this, no hard feelings I just wanted to make a funny little story of it!~

This was a lovely YCH from  drartiel
Pollard belongs to  pollardthedragon and Valcyrie belongs to  valcyrie