Mira

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Mira was born in a large yet compact clan inside The Observatory. Despite being Arcane, she was never really curious. She never had that desire for knowledge, or the inquisitive instinct. However, that didn't mean she was doltish or dumb. Mira was quite intelligent, she just didn't care about things like magical energy and whatever else her clanmates seemed to obsess over. One night, she decided to leave her clan and venture on to find a clan that better shared her interests. It was difficult, not only physically, but emotionally. Back home she had a loving family, caring friends, and an overall supportive community. Mira knew it deep in her heart though; they'd be proud of her for following her dreams, whatever they may be.


After months of travel, Mira ended up discovering a new clan in the Abiding Boneyard. Of all the places she could've ended up, a Plague territory wasn't what she expected at all. Back home she had heard some rather disturbing things about the neighboring flight. She had always thought of it as a disease-ridden land full of dragons who acted just as sickly as the plague. She decided to give it a chance, though.


After meeting her first friend, Apocalypse, she knew these rumors were wrong. He was kind, helpful, and just as welcoming as any dragon back home. It wasn't just Apocalypse who treated her well, though. The majority of the small clan were ecstatic to have a new member. Hatchlings paraded around her, joyful to have another hunting partner and even a possible friend. Elders couldn't wait to tell her stories of the clan, and teach her to be a proper plagueling. Mira had a lot in store for her, and only time could tell when she'd become a fierce hunter, proud survivalist, or even something in between.