Zaire

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Credits to Glenfalconer5 for the art! _____________

Frozen Hollow Lair (Whitefoxtails - Snowsquall Tundra):
It has been many months since Zaire returned from his last exploration. Feeling rather restless, Zaire decided he wanted to travel, and travel he did. He stopped to spend time with several other clans all over Sornieth, where they fed his hunger for stories, for tales of bravery and woe. From the Snowquall Tundra to the Everbloom Gardens, from the Abiding Boneyard to the Cairnstone Rest, Zaire traveled far and wide. Bjarte, after all, told him to bring back interesting stories. When he grew weary of travel, he ended up back home, where eager hatchlings surrounded him to hear tales and see scars, to admire the gifts he had brought them, and curl up against his warmth. But now, the urge to travel is taking him again, and no one knows quite where he'll end up.

Krystyna - Snowsquall Tundra:
Zaire came to visit the quiet clan for a while. It's a bit warm where they live, in the Snowsquall Tundra. The biting cold winds can be tough on a dragon sometimes! They welcomed him and dressed him up. His new best friend is Mystic.

Dreamenigma - Tsunami Flats:
The tides washed this icy dragon off the flats into the crashing waves, where he was spotted by a panicked Ridgeback, and a few Tundras and a Fae. They helped the strange visitor into the cave that stuck out from a precarious ledge above the waves. The Tundras were wary at first, since they didn't get visitors very often! The Ridgeback, Enigma, shoved the poor wet Pearlcatcher closer to the back of the cave to dry off before being allowed to mingle!
Mated to Winter, two eggs.

SilverWinter - Snowsquall Tundra:
The Pearlcatcher is struggling against the ferocious winds that do their best to knock him back. He suddenly hears crunching in the snow and squints through the blizzard. A huge shadow is making its way towards him. After a moment, he can see that its a burly blue and green guardian clad in thick armor. "You'll freeze out here!" He shouts over the storm. "Follow me!" The dragon leads him to a strange lair in a valley where the snow suddenly ceases. He comes face to face with a snarling white mirror that looks him over while the Guardian stands by. "He can stay," she growls, "but only for a while." The Guardian nods and leads the Pearlcatcher down the valley. "I'm Jadis, by the way, and that lovely dragon was Asimona, our leader. Welcome to the Clan of Silver Storms!"