Mossfeather

Name: Mosspaw

A small shale tiger hatchling coatl female with soft hunter green seraph wings and tan paws and runes on her sides, bright yellow eyes.
Mosskit was born the daughter of a talented craftsmith and a successful healer of a clan far away from her own. She and her two brothers would always run around and get into trouble, but their parent's success and higher-than-average ranking meant they could usually avoid consequences other hatchlings at their age probably could not. Life was happy for the trio and their family, darting around the city, testing out both their flight and fledgling powers.
Until a violent civil war broke out over their rather large clan. Their mother, Sioni, was drafted immediately to bring union fighters back from the brink, and their father, Mo, was chosen to make devastating weapons to rip rebel dragons to shreds. Both parents would return home tired and beaten, their eyes dull, describing gory sights they've either worked with or created. However, Shioni always did what she could to keep the family smiling. She would sing elegant and cheerful lullabies as she rocked the triplets to sleep every night. Even with a violent war going on in their backyard, the family was still happy.
But then, disaster struck. A group of rebel dragons found the family's home while the parents were away and burnt it to ash. Mosskit and her siblings barely made it out alive. Separated from her brothers, she dove into a stream from protection from the flames. She let the river cay her far away from the burning house, not knowing when or if she would ever see her brothers or parents ever again.
The river that saved her carried Mosspaw to a small town in the zephyr planes where several young, though older than her, dragons were making their own family clans. She was accepted into a nice, homey orphanage which took good care of her and gave her just about everything she could ever want or need. Everything except a real family, that is.
One day she spotted a fluffy white and orange dragon, of a kind she'd never seen before, visit the orphanage. He adopted her pretty much on the spot and took her home, introducing her to him, his mate (Nightsong), and their three unhatched eggs.
Once again, Mosspaw had found her family.