Chamber

Current status: morning Artifact, caring for her son

Chamber doesn't remember much of her family. In fact her earliest memories are wandering across shattered plain. She remained alone, scavenging what she could until she happened across the cave that Artifact was lost in. She stubbled across it one day while looking for a place to hide from beast clan. When she found Artifact she was simply happy to find another dragon that his strange personality didn't bother her. She decided to declare him as her charge (although as she was still really a hatchling she didn't quite understand what this meant). Together they helped each other survive, they remained, keeping Artifacts cave as their "secret base".

As they grew older Chamber suddenly started feeling strange urges. "Follow the setting sun" something deep within her said. it was like an itch that was always just out of reach. When she told Artifact that she had to go he declared he would fallow her if she didn't allow him to come as well. She begrudgingly accepted (although she was secretly relieved). Instead of leaving right away, Artifact suggested that they should become stronger not traveling to far until they knew they were able. Although the pull was as strong as ever Chamber came to the conclusion that he was right so they began to battle with weaker Beast Clan members in order to grow in strength.

Not long after they started this training Artifact and Chamber lay their clutch. It wasn't quite an accident, although it wasn't totally on purpose ether. They decided that this wasn't going to stop them and continued on with their training, abet leaving for a little less time to return and check on their 2 eggs. It was during this time that disaster struck. Only a few days before the eggs were meant to hatch, the couple wandered too far from their cave and met an enemy they could not defeat, only Chamber managed to escape.

Chamber returned to her cave broken, she felt there was nothing left for her. Even the call that been tugging at her for so long did not reach her. She clung to her eggs as they were all she had left of her mate. Despite this, when when it came time for them to hatch the older one, a little boy she named centuries, hatched weak and sickly. He did not survive the night. Completely spent, she lay in the dark with her body curled around her last little son.