Songbird

Little Songbird smuggled onboard with Saberhorn and Diadem on their last venture to the Windswpt Plateau, the two not finding her until they'd already returned to the wastes. She was found in the nesting area curled up with Shatter and Blurr's eggs, trilling and chirping up at the mother.

She found herself lifted, carried out from the nests to see the rest of the clan. She looked to see the dragon carrying her, a giant blue Guardian.

"There's the stowaway." She heard Saberhorn say. She felt angry eyes of plague dragons on her, a fear ebbing up in her stomach. A pink Tundra stepped forward.

"She's a hatchling." He'd said. "She can't do any harm." Lafayette, she knows now. She loves cuddling in his and Adrienne's fur.

"Lafayette is correct." A gentle, yet firm voice, coming from a fae, Elliacen. She likes pouncing on him. "A hatchling can do no harm."

A debate over her, the Guardian dropping her with Shatter. The end of the day came, the decision coming for her to be adopted into the Clan, the entire Clan acting as her mass of parents.