Astral came from the void, the beyond. None of us are really sure what was out there, but she didn't want to be there with it. She fell from the sky one night, covered in stars. She refuses to speak to any of us except for (ironically) Void.

Astral resides in the darkest area of my lair, away from most dragons. In that dark, dark place, her stars glow brightly. When she breathes fire, it... isn't exactly fire, it's cold. Very cold, and blue.

Her familiar likes to hang from the vines she has set up on the ceiling for him. His cursed runes glow in the dark as well. She has taught him commands to sound alarms (in case of a fire, an attack, a bad storm, etc.) and speak a few words. It scares the living hell out of some of her clanmates, she loves it.

She is actually a very sweet dragon but doesn't want to be taken advantage of. She is very kind to hatchlings and familiars, but her social skills are... rusty.