Pile

Pile never liked Clans of dragons.

Ever since she was chased, horribly and violently, by her clan as a hatchling, she has hated large groups. She has hated other dragons.

Sticky fingers were not a curse, she soon came to realize. And the few times that she was spotted thieving, her elongated claws ensured that she would be safe.
So she scavenged, and she stole, and she wandered, but she was always alone. Developing a mistrust of all others that ran deep into her personality.

Until she met Her - that guardian. Pavla, beautiful and alone, like her. With the feelings brewing inside, Pile knew that she had to be with this dragon. Even if she was to be used and cast out, Pile knew that she would give up everything to belong to her.

The two of them have been inseparable ever since.

Soon, they ran into Sketches - wandering the forest like them. Alone like them.
He became the brother that both of them had lost, and he brought out the best in both of them.


Through the group's travels, they found a Clan of dragons, hidden deep within the forest. Led by a Fae who was completely innocent, unbefitting of a leader. The group didn't trust authority, for reasons that none of them discuss.

But the Fae was just too pure to distrust.

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