Dorian

Dorian Shadow's-Talon is that which haunts the forests, the reason why entering the woods alone at night may not be a good idea. Lurking in the quietest and darkest corners of his clan's territory, he awaits opportunity and thinks dark thoughts.

Because he was hatched from an arcane clan, Natasza Swallowed-by-Shadows brought him on a journey to the heart of the realm of shadows when he was still a small, vulnerable dragonet. There, for his education and the hopes that it might spur a nascent arcane gift, he was caused to spend three days and nights in the obscured divining pool and the decayed temple surrounding it. For a short while after, he whispered about terrible secrets and ancient, impossible horrors; that the laws of physics had been broken, the universe had gone irretrieveably wrong and that cataclysm was inevitable. He has not spoken since.

Dorian is a silent, ruthless nocturnal hunter, closely bonded to Yrrandre and Stormbird, the other members of his regular hunting pack. Besides them, he stays clear of most other members of the clan, with the exception of Violetta, the comfortable, friendly snapper and fellow arcane who once had a similar experience. On some dark nights, he slinks into her lair and curls up amidst her rugs and pillows with her familiar, gracefully accepting a saucer of tea on fine china.