Solitude

Twas many a long year since an Emperor had last been seen. Long enough that their existence had slipped into all but legend, and yet... Here he stood, in all his glory. And how many heads was that? Two? No, perhaps three, if you didn't count his primary. None who looked upon him were brave enough to get close enough to count, nor were they rude enough to ask. Myth or legend, you didn't just go asking a stranger about his heads. It just wasn't done.

No matter. In spite of his name, Solitude seemed to be the last thing this magnificent beast seemed to be seeking. Why, he already broken up two fights, and started a third in order to save a young Coatl male that had caught the eye of some unsavory passersby.

Looking on him now, Leap (as he was known to friends) knew that this rarest of dragons would bring interesting and exciting times to their clan, and he for one was looking forward to it. After all, as the clans healer, how could he not look forward to such interesting times to come.