Clithe

Clithe hatched in the middle of a wasteland. She learned to live by herself in the few days of her life, and camouflage was very easy for her. But as a new drake, she didn't know how fierce most could be. Clithe was roaming around in the land of the Tidelord, walking beside the beach peacefully. A Mirror, however, was hiding in the shadows, his red eyes gleaming hungrily. Clithe saw a crab and swiped at it, but it didn't budge. Clithe then heard loud, shuffling footsteps, and swerved to the ocean water. Bad mistake. The Mirror grabbed her wings, and flung her into the raging water. The rocks were dangerously sharp and spiky, and were very solid.

Clithe's head whipped around under the water, not knowing how to swim. When she broke through to the surface, a cruel wave would pull her under. She tossed and turned, her lungs screaming and her eyes burning. Finally, she reached the surface. Clithe was then met by a powerful wave. Underwater, it was foamy, dark, and evil. Clithe struggled to get out of the water, and then was smashed against a rock. Stars blew up in her head, her stomach churned, and she felt as light as a pebble. Then every thing went black.

Clithe woke up on a beach, a cut on her front paw. There was a Guardian Dragon bent over her, her yellow eyes wide. She had a dark green scarf, leaf green scales, and purple wings. Clithe braced herself for a painful blow, but the newcomer sighed in relief. She said she was named Electric. The dragon hauled Clithe onto her shoulders and walked into the forest. They arrived at a hollow, where there was 1 Mirror, a baby male Fae, and a bright pink male Fae. The Mirror stared at Clithe in surprise. But the Clan welcomed Clithe happily, and she became a part of them. Electric and Clithe became best friends, and Clithe grew to love Mocha.

Clithe has become the new Leader of the Shockers, since Tyra is older and has a shoulder scar that makes her very weak. Clithe has appointed Mocha as the Commander.