Catalysta

Catalysta died. Yes, she died- of course, all creatures do at some stage, but the mighty imperial had been forced to her knees by age and had fallen to it. After many days mourning, the hunting party had set out to collect fresh food- only to find the golden hatchling with eyes that matched their lost leader.
Ecstatic, seeing it as a herald from above, they brought her home and sought to bring her up as the next wise matriarch of the clan. Now fully grown, she is very much the one true matriarch. Nobody stands against her; she has complete mastery over her fellow dragons through acts of kindness and words of wisdom which seal their loyalties firmly in place. Seen as the hope of many, she holds her head high and seeks to obtain the same power as the dragoness before her that so boldly lead the clan to greater glories.
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Life is better than ever in the clan; there have been losses, yes, but with every loss a new door opens and new, exciting events can take place. Everybody is fed, comfortable and happy. There is space enough for all, plenty of young dragons coming and going and now with a clan the Stormcatcher recognizes, Catalysta and her close companions shine. Working overtime is easy when you have your companions to rely on, and as long as they're a band of survivors they'll all be alright- and that, Catalysta knows, is something she can always count on.
Von comes in in leaps and bounds under her wing. Nix is less impatient, Veratrix less broken and Chase is recovering from their ordeal; the whole clan sharing in the most illustrious peacetime they has ever seen.

In Catalysta's eyes, the future has never looked brighter.