Lily
(#24376377)
Level 1 Pearlcatcher
Familiar
Sunbeam Ursa
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This dragon’s natural inborn element is Lightning.
Female Pearlcatcher
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
4.6 m
Wingspan
6.36 m
Weight
436.77 kg
Genetics
Pearl
Petals
Petals
Shadow
Butterfly
Butterfly
Nightshade
Stained
Stained
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Pearlcatcher
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
6
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
7
INT
7
VIT
6
MND
7
Biography
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Lily
Matriarch 
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 B I O G R A P H Y
The day was as peaceful as it could be. Pink cherry blossoms rippled in the wind. The sun shone bright white in a cold blue sky. Lily briefly hid her face in her scarf. Despite everyone’s attempts at getting along—and the promise of a peaceful transfer of power—all were still uneasy. Baron Steele approached her. The black Nocturne looked like a great, ghastly shadow, his scales absorbing the light and giving none back. He handed her a long silver sword with a black lacquered hilt. The onlookers sighed. Petals fluttered to the ground. She kissed the handle and gave it back to him. He nodded. “May your acknowledgment of this be symbolic of our clans pledging solidarity.” “Thank you.” She bowed just as low as he did, trying to hide her nervousness, her fluttering heart. She knew that the vast majority of dragons present were in favor of her ruling—and that insisting Steele’s party acknowledge her was the safest way to gain the throne. Her birthright. Still… When she and the Nocturne emerged from their bow, Baron Steele’s gray eyes held a laughing look she didn’t care for. II. Parades, buffets, speeches, music. Fireworks. She was getting very tired. At least as sunset drew over the land, most families were dispersing. Blodau was whispering urgently in her ear. She waved to the leaving guests with a bright but weary smile. “You need someone to protect you, Lady Lily. I simply don’t trust—“ When the final lower-class dragon had turned away, Lily whirled on him. “Having a bodyguard will prove to Steele’s supporters that I don’t trust him.” “Not this bodyguard. He’s apparently respected among them. Many disagree with him since he supports you, but he’s a favorite of Steele’s people.” Blodau gestured to a young, fresh-faced Pearlcatcher standing respectfully nearby. Lily was silenced. Something about his strong lines, steady gaze, gleaming chest…it intimidated her. She turned to her trusted advisor and whispered, “He scares me.” “That’s the point.” Blodau beamed. “He’s supposed to scare everyone. Wren?” Lily watched Wren’s approach. She realized all too late that she was blushing. Trying to meet his eyes, she blushed harder and thought she might faint when Wren knelt before her. “My lady,” he murmured. After a long moment, she cleared her throat. “Arise, please.” He did. His face was strong and blank, but not from stupidity. Instead, it seemed that he had every emotion, every expression under fine-tuned control. For one wild moment, Lily wondered if this Wren might not make a better leader than her. “He’s the very best we have,” Blodau reiterated. “I’ll leave you two alone now.” Lily wasn’t sure how to feel. III. She knew there would be no sleeping. She walked slowly through the Lantern Bridges, a series of wooden arches that laced through reflecting pools. True to its name, paper lanterns cast pools of gold onto the night-inked water. Every time she looked down, she saw her bodyguard’s chiseled face reflected next to hers. She cleared her throat. “Are you allowed to talk?” He was slow to answer. “Whatever you wish. In some ways, I might be considered a receptacle for your thoughts.” Her brows rose. “You’re taking this quite seriously, aren’t you?” His own brows knitted together. “I played here as a child. Before Steele’s father took it over.” “Funny. So did I.” The two gazed at one another. Wren broke his look first. He seemed to be choosing each word deliberately. “I’ve long admired you from afar.” “Ah.” She waited for more, but there was nothing. At last, she nodded. “Let’s go in.” He nodded in return. 
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B I O G R A P H Y
Her old room at the top of the Redwood Pavilion. It felt strange to be back. The window overlooked the same moonlight-silvered forests she remembered, treetops swaying in the breeze. For a moment, she sighed out all of her tension and focused on the night-beauty of the world below. She reflected that she did feel better with the strong, handsome bodyguard kneeling outside her door. She wondered if he would sleep. If she would. Admired me from afar? She lit incense and frowned, trying to place his coloration among the noble families that had escaped. Then again, if Steele’s followers favored him… She frowned, thinking harder. But she didn’t get much time to. There was a scuffle, then a yelp, then a shout. She flew to the door and jerked it open to find— Baron Steele. The ceremonial sword was gripped in the Nocturne’s paws, glowing in the candlelight. He glowered, gnashed his teeth. He was even more terrifying at night. Her eyes darted to Wren, who epitomized calm. His own blade held steady. Suddenly, Steele leapt for her. She slammed the door on his paw—the blade jutted through the wood and grazed her shoulder. Icy pain. She cried out, then again as the sword broke through. Each furious strike sent wood chips flying onto the floor. Then Wren tore him away. They fell on one another like snarling dogs, no trace of grace or mercy. Wren’s tail lashed, cutting into Steele like a whip. When Lily could open the door, she saw a pale figure grappling with the Shade itself. It was terrifying to see that handsome, placid face contorted in anger. But love sprang into her breast, too—admiration of his bravery. She lunged forward and snatched the blade away, then jabbed it into Steele’s neck. Suddenly all three of them froze. They eyed one another. Wren’s gaze was eloquent: harm her and I’ll kill you. At last, the other guards hurtled up the hallway. They pulled Steele back. The Nocturne was sorely wounded and didn’t struggle. “Jail him,” Lily whispered. “And tell no one.” Then she fell down beside Wren, who was breathing heavily. The guard as bleeding from his neck, legs and chest. V. Some say the lady’s pure tears healed him. She sat beside him for hours in his own private room, cradling his paws in her own. When Wren could talk, he and she spoke of the old times, how to return the kingdom to peace. It was two weeks before Wren confessed he wanted to always be by her side. Another week after that, they held a small wedding ceremony. Mating her bodyguard was probably the most controversial thing Lily had done, but no one—not even her detractors—could deny how happy she looked.
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