Shymmr

With a sweet voice and patient claws, she tends to the clan's younger members as a guide. She aids the new, and offers an ear when it is needed. She likes to intervine in arguments, often solving them with a comforting tone and cool smile.

Her scales shimmer with frost, usually from a well of magic she has not used. Some call it pretty, others huff. She does not mind, and offers words of greeting to all.

Some whisper and worry she might try to kidnap a hatchling, her longing for a family clear as day. She assures she never would, simply content to watch the young scamper and scurry with her Vulstal, Liling.