ShadowDeep's Clan

While walking through a forest, you stumble into a clearing. You fall, wings fluttering to try and stop you. As you brush yourself off, you hear a low, throaty chuckle. You whip your head around, lips contorted into a snarl. A small, creamy mirror scuttles backwards, giggling. "Come all this way just to snarl at the prince eh? No harm, no harm! I'm Cloverwing, and welcome to Raven's Hollow! Need a place to stay?"
You answer, a small stutter in your voice; as after all you have just fallen, and run into a prince. Cloverwing laughs warmly, and motions to you to follow. You follow him through a small looping trail, along a small, spring fed stream. Suddenly, the trail cuts off at a wide arch, covered in deep purple orchids. You walk through, expecting the stereotypical purples and blacks of shadows everywhere, but are met with a pleasant surprise.
A whirlwind of colour greets your eyes. Flags and banners and art decorate the caves and structures, while dragons large and small fly and run past; many glistening with crystal hides. A mirror watches from the shadows, guarding a trio of dragons: a mirror and two tundras.
The mirror speaks, at first quietly, and to the gaoler; before turning her attention to you. "Welcome, traveller! It is an honor to have you here! No doubt you are weary from your journey. Come, and let my daughter lead you to your rooms.
The larger of the two tundras steps forwards, extending her nose. After taking in a few sniffs, her eyes light up. "Ah, come! You smell like a good dragon! I'm Moonshine, and you were just talking to my mother, Cindaruth. My father Siddartha was the dragon behind her. The mirror guards us, so you're perfectly safe!" You two make small talk as you walk, and she leaves you at the entrance to a small cave.
You draw back the curtain that makes the door back, and are met with a softly lit space, decorated with tapestries of natural scenes. A large assortment of plush pillows and soft blankets greet your tired eyes; and you fall onto them, fast asleep.