Truth

Once upon a time I was a lonely Guardian, placed in the Auction House to be sold for as much as the person who hatched me could afford. Then this strange cat-bird creature showed up and took pity on me, adopting me and taking me back to her lair to be given a home. I probably never would have done much even then, but an accident with a breed change scroll (How was I supposed to know that those are sensitive items which a young dragon shouldn't play with?) turned me into the most rare of breeds: a Wildclaw. So beautiful I became, and well suited for the Coliseum, where I have often proven my prowess!

But the home of my savior, the odd Gryphonlady, was not very comfortable for an Earth dragon. Wind, blowing all the time and whistling around day and night, making things cooler than I like... Well, I just couldn't stand it anymore, and so I asked Gryphonlady to find me a new home. I was ready for, if dreading, a trip back to the Auction House - after all, Gryphonlady had spent so much on my care in my months with her, plus the costs of that scroll - when she came to me with an opportunity: instead of being sold to another lair, how would I like to go, of my own free will and with no financial pressures, to join the lair in the Shadow region? She warned me that I would be the only one of my kind there, but I would be treasured, valued, and well cared for if I agreed to go.

How could I say no?

And so here I have come, to the lair managed by the kind Bowno, making my home among the lands of Shadows.