PaleFlowers' Clan

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The most peaceful place in all the world. Fledgling clans and families nestle within the bushes that line each grassy steppe, and calming breezes coax hatchlings to learn to fly much earlier in their life than other dragons. These plots of terrain physically embody the first chapters of each dragon's rite to become closer to the sky
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One of the clans living on this wondrous plateau is the Clan of the Pale Flowers. The dragons inhabiting this lair is bond by flowering plants, yet as free as the wind itself. The lair is small, housing only a few dragons, but will grow.

It's tucked against a cliffed edge of the Zephyr Steppes, the overhang protecting the lair from unfriendly weather. A small cave extends into the dirt, clusters of bamboo surrounds the small lair.

A pale white Fae with light green eyes welcomes you to the lair, "You can take a look around, though there isn't much to see so far. We've got two eggs in the nesting grounds, Canna will probably want them exalted, but I'm already so attached to them!" She laughs, "I'll learn to let go, I suppose. Welcome to our clan!"
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