Araella

Story as to how she met her mate Rogue:

The evening grew dim as the sun was only a mere sliver over the horizon. A moon of a new night shone through the evergreens of the unrelentless blizzarding terrain which only grew more vicious as the chill of night crept in to replace the reassuring warmth of day. Thousands of frostbite hummingbirds flew about the air as an unsettling feeling overcame the Snowsquall Tundra. The clans were on high alert, the frigid air grew silent as each clan from the terrain sent out 2-3 Skydancers from each clan accompanied with a wildclaw or two for support. Arae was to accompany Crier, Vienna and Obelisk on their hunt. The hummingbirds guided the dragons to the area of tense atmosphere. The skydancers took to the trees to perch and listen while Arae, quick on her feet and low to the round as quick as the wind with her large raptorik claws to dig in the ground propelling her even quicker forward as she scouted an area. The clans were assigned a piece of the territory to scout as a menacing amount of elemenal energies of a rogue dragon was present. Could it be a spy or perhaps a lurker? The Icewarden would not tolerate this treason or trespassing. Harsh wind bellowed from The Fortress of Ends as the deity flexed their enormous power across the lands to present the Ice domain as unwelcoming as possible. The visibility became harsh but Arae was skilled at being able to not mind the harsh winter and focus on what the Skydancers were telling her. -continued later-