CronchyLeef

"And his name is..?" Fog looked up at the two Imperials ahead of her.
"ChronchyLeef." Dawn said, without hesitation.
"Excuse me, what?"
"CronchyLeef, do you need me to spell it-" Dawn was interrupted by the grumpy spiral.
"You two are some of the most serious here.. and you name your son THAT?"
"Whats wrong with it?" Duskfall glared at her.
"Who names their kid after DEAD PLANTS!" She yelled back
"Your mother is named after a tuber; I think we can name our son whatever we please." Duskfall said, sternly.
Fog stared at the little red imperial, who looked up at her with a goofy lil smile.
She scribbled down the name on the scroll with a "Fine."

Ever since then, CronchyLeef has brought a sort of unbridled joy to any dragon around him, Berry knitted him a nice warm scarf to match his fall-esk name. He's so full of fall cheer, even his stomach is full of apple cider. He even makes the same fun festive fall beverage every year! ....He usually has to clarify that the apple cider isn't the same as his belly cider.