Pain

A self-proclaimed harbinger of death and despair, and sworn archenemy of Monkshood: Exterminator of Evil, Pain is...off-putting to say the least. Why is this so-called living omen of doom taking residence in the peaceful Morning Roses? Well, for one, free food, and two, this is the perfect opportunity for the more medical dragons of the tribe to do some research on various strains and how to cure them.
Pain intends to leave the instant they run out of food, turns out she rather loves all the food as compared to the desolate wilderness of the Scarred Wasteland. It's her only reason for staying, always slinking into the hibernal den the instant she's had her fill and sleeps off her spoils, skulking back out whenever a large feast or the Riot of Rot takes place. She hates what the Roses have done to the Mirrors that live there, feeling that everyone in the clan is far too soft. Yet in spite of her claims and initial ruthlessness, she's not immune to the typical Spiral tendencies. She's high strung and quite overly theatrical, she and Monkshood being the sworn nemeses of one another given their over the top nature and how one sees himself as the blade to banish evil and the other the blade to banish happiness. The younger dragons of the tribe claim that they're only larping, though.
Also, seeing as Pain talks in her sleep, it has been revealed that her real name is Tina, but she threatens to tear whoever it is that calls her by that name to shreds.

Would breed-change into an Aberration, but she just loves her sweet outfit so much and can't bear to part with it

• Most likely to talk absolute nonsense.

Representative of the Plague Flight