Uh-oh, looks like this striking noodle wandered a little too far from her lair 70746, UristMcD, and now she's off to see the world! If ever you feel the urge to exalt, she'd really appreciate it if you could just return her home instead, or to the 'Dragons Off To See The World' thread, here.

Owners I've Had:

UristMcD 70746
Pest 61755
sandfood 43527
SkiesOfSong 136122

Little Miss Iruera is a curious dragon at best, born in a chaotic but loving lair in the east parts of The Shifting Expanse. How she came to end up The Viridian Labyrinth is somewhat of a mystery. Of course, she got caught up in a thunderstorm and carried north, but no storm can bring a little dragon that far north by her own! However it was about that, she found herself among the peaceful nature dragons, in a nature she didn't felt like she belonged to. For a curious youngster it was dull and uneventful. Maybe she would change her mind later in her life, but for now this wasn't right. Or maybe it was the fact that just the fact that the lair she got welcomed to was fighting eachoter, about politics and honour and power. Too small to fully understand, and to bored with any other lair, she decided to travel the world.

Her first stop would be The Scarred Wasteland, home of the "dangerous" and "rotten" beasts her nature friends so often talked about. Her former lair members spiteful telling eachother they'd "rather lived in that poisonous mess than sharing lair with you!" got her wondering - could they really be that bad?
The lair she came to end up in wasn't like that at all. Maybe the nature dragons were wrong, or maybe this lair was unique, but here she felt at peace. She knew she wouldn't like it here forever, but for now it was good enough.

Soon after she left, she found her way to the Reedcliff Ascent, where she stayed for many months, bonding with her new clan, until she felt it was time to move on.

Soon enough, she found herself swirling around the Zephyr Steppes, where she saw an energetic Mirror rallying a myriad of curious dragons. At the very least, these dragons were curious; Among the group congregated around the Mirror was a quiet Fae, a plethora of Imperials, big and small, and several elegant Skydancers that sprouted amazing colors, one even bearing chimes from its wings. Curious, she came to join the rag-tag band that was called 'Songshire Clan'. Cheerfully nicknamed by the clan leader, the "Wandering Noodle".