Vivicar

Vivicar had a relatively uneventful life as a hatchling. His parents took good care of him, his siblings were nice enough to him, no clans nearby bothered his family. Upbeat, witty, and unpredictable, Vivicar ensured that his childhood was filled with laughter and positivity.

It wasn't until Vivicar left his family to make his own way in the world, however, that his story truly began.

At first, Vivicar wasn't really sure what he wanted to do with his life. Did he want to be a healer? Hunter? Inventor? He spent lots of time inspecting the different ways of life his fellow dragons lived: fast and agile Wind dragons, brave and intelligent Fire dragons, academic and thoughtful Arcane dragons, sneaky and persuasive Shadow dragons.

Over time, however, Vivicar found that he didn't really completely fit into any of the elemental stereotypes; where were the dragons that were light hearted and humorous? Confused and feeling worthless, the optimistic dragon found himself slipping into a constant state of existential panic. The young Fae dragon felt like time was sliding right through his claws.

It wasn't until Vivicar stumbled upon the Rose Clan that things started to look up. The founder and leader of the clan, Isadora, was a kind and understanding dragon who had been through enough turmoil in her own life that it was easy for her to relate to Vivicar's troubles.

Isadora welcomed him into her clan, and as time passed, Vivicar found that although the clan was based among Fire dragons, he fit in easily. The other members loved his easygoing sense of humor, and before long Vivicar had integrated himself as a stationary member.

He and Isadora slowly grew closer and closer, eventually ending up as mates.

Now, the Fae dragon doesn't question where he belongs anymore, as he knows his place is among the dragons of the Rose Clan.

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