Felix

First stop on Dusk's new journey was a small clan in the Windswept Plateau. Their leader, Aelwen welcomed her as she was one of the many travelers that pass through. In the days that followed, Dusk ate, mingled and happily listened to stories from various clan members, especially those that were born in different regions but settled in the Zephyr Steppes.

But on her 6th day here, she started feeling strange. The pearl she held close at all times reflected her condition, as the pearly white color slowly turned into a dark indigo. Aelwen and other dragons held in high regard for their abilities, especially healers, gathered around, trying to figure out what was wrong with her, but to no avail. In the meantime, Dusk ended up bedridden with high fever.

There was no obvious cause to the disease, and no one else contracted anything similar, so stumped as they were, they could only try making her as comfortable as they could. At night she'd be restless, often waking up after a vivid dream induced by the fever. One particular night, after waking, Dusk noticed a strange male leaning over her. Taking it for another of her dreams, she sputtered something and tried going back to sleep. But the soft rustling sound he made forced her to open her eyes again and take a better look.

The birdskull he wore made him look somewhat sinister in the dark, but when he took it off, he looked like any other male Pearlcatcher. He was also carrying a pearl, but his gave off a light blue glow, and illuminated his smiling face. For someone looking so sinister a moment before, he actually had a rather friendly smile.
When she tried getting up, he pushed her back down, shaking his head. "Rest up. I'll do the rest." As he laid his clawed hand onto her pearl, the indigo inside it stirred, as if a strong wind blew inside the pearl itself. Upon pulling it away, the mist inside started flowing out of the pearl and into his hand. He struggled to keep it in place, and ultimately failed, as the mist broke the invisible hold that kept it in the male's hand and flew away on it's own, as if it were a spirit or something similar to one. Unnamed Pearlie frowned, this was clearly not what he planned or wanted to happen.

Dusk observed everything with amazement and wonder, but the fatigue kept her from saying much or inquiring about what just happened, despite wanting to. She was still just so tired...
The male turned back to her and smiled once again. "You should feel better now. Sleep and forget the Sha-"
Unfortunately, Dusk didn't hear the rest. The unknown condition took much out of her so she fell back asleep despite her will. But that was the last night she felt sick, for in the morning she got up and out of the nest, stretching her numb wings and wondering if this was all just a dream or did it really happen.

Some inquiry around the clan confirmed there indeed was a dragon by that description. His name was Felix, he was regarded as a mysticist and left the clan this morning with a few others due to a mission. Dusk tried waiting for him for a few days, to at least thank him for healing her, but as there were no words of them returning soon, she left a message for him and left. Only later on, upon gazing at her again pearly white pearl, would she notice a small glimmer of blue inside...