Tracker

By. Datura

“Wisdom rides upon the wings of both nature and technology.”

For the lands of ice bestow one with coldness, some dragons, like Tracker, who are a little warmer. Perhaps more Wind-like in appearance, he is the scout of the clan, the dragon who flits in and out, bringing and relieving information from the hands that feed him. He too is old and has seen very few of his kind in the skies, perhaps back then information was less of a commodity. The cloudy patterns that adorn his skin and wings both add aesthetic and practical value; the latter giving him the appearance of the clouds themselves, for which he uses to hide amongst them and move in silence for the clouds are nothing but air and water. Quarries are varied – from food sources to other dragons and sometimes the oft-mentioned foe of dragons, the Beastclans; he seeks information from them and brings them back to the clan, where he is consulted.

Of great assistance to him is his familiar, a Construction Mith, a creature forged in the tempestuous lands of the Golem Workshop, wherein only bravest and strongest may survive and even then, not all who go in return safely. Their tiny sizes both assist them in tracking quarries and for the Mith is much smaller than this Fae, though not by much, the humming of wings is easily silenced and only the shadows they cast are visible.

With the winds, he does it well; a little bit too well…