Yemra

One can generally spot a gleam of good humor in his glacial-colored eyes, giving them a warmer cast than most of his iceborn brethren...and generally they feature a touch of mischief as well. He is a clever dragon, but like Cnidaria and Huautli he mostly uses his brains for conniving convoluted pranks; when the three of them get together, the alarm bells in everydragon else's head go off in overdrive.

He is not above making himself look ridiculous in order to get a reaction out of others, and to this end often dresses himself in colorful but somewhat tattered castoff clothes. You'll never get him to admit aloud to the ridiculousness of them, however; he likes to play things innocently straight in the face of others' baffled queries, and pretends he sees nothing unusual or wrong with anything that is in fact unusual or wrong. The more adventurous hatchlings are delighted by the way he plays along so well with their own pranks. They don't dress him in as many flowers as Valence (though they do sometimes add colorful petal and sparkly or begemmed accents); he tends to end up with things more like eggs on his snout, twigs twisted elaborately into his mane, or chickens upside-down on his head. Despite his good humor and patience with the littlest and most exhausting of dragonets he really can't be trusted to babysit; the elders all insist Yemra is worse than any of them, a perception not at all helped by the way he tends to egg the troublemakers on.