Saturday

Saturday blinks open her round golden eyes to see a female skydancer standing over her. The skydancer cocks her head curiously. "What's a little hatchling like you doing out here?"

A mint green fae leaps off the skydancer's back. "Of the light flight, no less..." He says.

Saturday regards them calmly, wondering what they want. She yawns and closes her eyes, laying her head back down.

She hears them talking. The skydancer sounds worried. "Is she unconcious!? Dead!?"

"No," The fae says, unamused. "She's sleeping."

"Let's take her back with us. She's far from home. We'll find her parents soon."

The skydancer, Silva, never did find Saturday's original clan, and the imperial remained in Silva's clan. She is a mysterious dragon, as not even she knows where she came from. She is, however, loved by all in her clan. They take her advice as she is one of the wisest dragon's there. She is also quite calm and lazy, and very tolerant of rough youngsters, making her a good babysitter. She is loyal to her clan and will never, by any means, turn down a dragon in need.

Saturday embodies any and all sleepy, rainy weekends you've ever had. Exceptionally calm and lazy, she generally keeps to herself in a secluded part of the clan, but won't turn away anyone, beast or dragon, who decides to pay her a visit.

Interestingly, those who spend a long time in Saturday's presence report feeling very drowsy and lazy afterwards, as well as extremely relaxed. Sometimes they also report hearing a very faint sound of rain, even if the weather is clear.

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To CharmsWay clan on 3/6/16