Holly

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A relatively recent urban legend that has been picking up traction in the lands between the Starfall Isles and the Southern Icefield.



On the longest and coldest nights of the year, the nocturnes of the Tangled Wood steal into the world and out from the gaze of prying eyes-- traversing the realm by shadow to leave odd gifts and trinkets for their outsider brethren to discover. However, according to some in the icy floes drifting between the realms of frost and arcane, they have been joined by a new mysterious face...

A few dragons claim to have spotted a young gaoler traveling with them in the past handful of years. Braver and more curious than the company she keeps, she is adorned with luminescent baubles that wash her in a soft glow of light. They've never heard her speak, but a concerned adult has called to her once or twice only to be given no answer. Having apparently learned some tricks of her own, she slips out of sight before they can reach her-- a gift always left in the wake of her absence.

The snow-coated bushes and evergreens of the floes have also begun sporting décor, dressed in discarded knickknacks and belongings that had previously been considered lost by the local clans. This, too, is believed to be the work of their new visitor. However, concrete evidence has been difficult to pinpoint with some clans and settlements now decking their trees in a similar style as a way to entice her to pass through (and potentially catch a glimpse of her.) It may not be as fancy as traditional tree decorating, but there's a certain charm and humility to it that ice dragons especially enjoy.

The question most at the forefront of her witnesses' minds is where she came from... and what she is. The more popular theory among Ice Floe youth is that she's a benevolent spirit; perhaps even the ghost of a hatchling who succumbed to the elements and is now bound by them. Others entertain a less morbid alternative. Could the nocturnes have taken her in when she wandered too far from home? Seen it as a fair trade for the eggs they left stowed away in their strange chests?

Others, still, shrug it off as the latest silly rumor spun up to stave off dreary moods in the harshest weeks of their winter. Regardless of what anyone may think of the myth: in the rare instances where the gaoler child was seen, the flora is always left well dressed.

Holly's Parents
by Snowrush



Noreis and Lycurgus' third child from the brood. Once she and her siblings hatched, the pair was confused, on how a very orange mom, and a very blue father, had three, green little children. They loved their kids, and Noreis even got over her feelings of confusion pretty quickly, Lycurgus was still forever confused, but he loved them, too.

Her parents decided to take her, and her siblings back to their fortress, and like their parents themselves, these kids were...met with mixed feelings. Some jeered at them (only to be met with an angry mom and dad), and some welcomed them (Provided that they can be SOME help), and the ones who were also born in different clan territories welcomed these little ones with open talons...