Callisto

During the grand celebrations of the Wavecrest Saturnalia, the young dragon became separated from her clan. Seeking them out by smell, she ran straight into Lorelei, proclaiming her family. While the two dragons and never met, they came from the same clan originally, and it was this faint trace of scent that Callisto had been following. Geneva was called in to sort the confusion out, and soon sought out Kephra's clan to right the mistake. However, on learning that the clan was unable to care for the friendly dragon at the time, Geneva offered to take her in.
Callisto soon became an integral part of the clan, and has no desire to leave, though she has sometimes been known to comment on how much dimmer her beloved stars seem in the Lightbringer's domain.

Though no dummy, Callisto is naive, trusting, and kind to a fault. Added to her forgetful Tundra nature, Callisto is a dragon that could be easily taken advantage of - that is, if there entire clan wasn't fiercely protective of her. She has an acute instinct when it comes to sensing if a fellow dragon is upset in any way, and will often quietly seek them out to provide a listening ear or a shoulder to lean on. This natural ability allows her to worm her way into even the most hardened of hearts. Some members of the clan will even seek her out, able to rest with ease, knowing their secrets will travel no further.

Callisto loves to watch the stars. She carries with her at all times a series of notebooks, containing information on all the dragons she has ever met, recorded in her precise, even lettering. Her keen organizational skills were instrumental in establishing and the Library's sorting system.
Though slow to anger or judgement, Callisto fights with the strength of a bear when her wrath is roused.

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Her Red-Breasted Hainu is a gift from Garnet, who encountered the annoying fuzzball at the Bamboo Falls. Rather than trying to chase him off when he began following her, Marco and Polo home, Garnet decided to take him home to her favorite fuzzball dragon. Callisto and the dog get along swimmingly.

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After a while, Callisto found that she and Garnet had grown apart. In attempt to revitalize their friendship, they coordinated their next nests so that they would hatch on the same day. However, they were met with disaster. Yes, their nests hatched on the same day, and for a while there was peace and happiness. But in a strike as completely unexpected as it was devastating, the middle child of Callisto and Mercury's second clutch was abducted and mercilessly exalted to the Plaguebringer. Callisto is nearly inconsolable with grief, the slightest thing sends her sobbing into her husband's mane. The Tundra pair takes what little consolation they can from the knowledge that he was at least named beforehand.
As the weeks passed, the Tundra family's sorrow lessened to a dull ache, and eventually transformed into joy when their remaining son left for the newly allied Clan Solasrealta. With two brothers gone, their daughter decided it was time for her to move on as well, joining our old friends in Clan Popchyk - incidentally Garnet's birth clan.

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Callisto was out wandering through the Boreal Woods one evening, searching for the perfect place to set up her telescope and view the stars. Her mate, Mercury, was off delivering mail, and it was just her and her loyal (if flighty) Hainu companion. While climbing a ridge, her sensitive ears picked up a quiet huffing noise, like a beast in pain. The wind shifted, bringing the clear scent of days-blood to her nostrils. Balking in fear, she sent her Hainu to circle overhead, when there was another grunt and a series of what was clearly words in Beastclan. Abandoning her previous caution, she bounded forward through the snow. Cresting the hill, she saw a steep billy, and immediately plunged down it, wings spread for balance. She wasn't going to abandon some other sentient being to death and misery, whether they be her own species or not.
As she neared the space the noise was coming from - a collapsed pile of tall pines - she slowed her heedless descent so as to not startle the Beastclan. They had already quieted, hearing her approach Carefully nosing aside the pine branches, she jolted back in surprise as an axe whistled through the air, nearly slicing her lip. A collapsed Longneck held the weapon in a firm grim, though they were clearly trembling from cold, exhaustion, fear, and pain - Callisto could smell it clear as day now that she was past the heady scent pine sap emanating from the crushed branches.

"Hush, hush, it's all right. I mean no harm, I can help," she murmured soothingly, not really expecting to be understood. The injured Beastclan swiped with the heavy blade, driving her back again, but let out a pained hiss at the movement.

"I speak dragon," the Longneck spat angrily, "Your words mean nothing!" Callisto immediately sat back on her haunches, not wanting to further alarm the creature.





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