Fearless

Beautiful, exotic, and deadly, Fearless is a member of the assassin flight.
She was seperated from her parents when she was young and wandered alone with her brothers. After Shoto left them, Fearless and Callis set out alone.
Time passed, and Callis became leader of the head group of assassins. Fearless was his right-talon dragon. All was well until Baldur arrived.
Baldur was the son of Callis' mortal nemesis. However, after the young mirror was almost slain by his own father, Callis took him in.
At first, Fearless was indifferent towards the mirror, but after a while his awkward, gentle, joking nature rubbed off on her. They started spending time together. When Fearless revealed to him that they would have dragonets soon, both were overjoyed.
Callis, however, was not so exuberant, even though though they never told him that they had eggs. He still didn't fully trust Baldur and wanted to protect his sister. He told her that it was dangerous to her if Baldur stayed.
Fearless was heartbroken. She left the assassins and her brother, devastated. For a while she commandeered a rogue group of assassins.
When an amateur spy named Rufus came around, she tried to dispose of him like the others. However, hiss weet nature touched the cold recesses of the skydancer's broken heart, and once again she fell in love.
She also saved Windrider, Callis' son, from the exaltation guards.


A red-and-white hooded skydancer sat in the darkest corner of the resteraunt, sipping some rich red wine. Her shadowed eyes were trained on a certain dark blue skydancer throwing a party for his hatching day.

Him and his friends laughed as they ate food and drank to their heart’s content. Fearless smiled slightly. Soon that would all be over.

When the skydancer got up to leave, he wrapped his friends in his wings to say goodbye before hurrying off into the rain. He had no idea that as soon as he took a few steps into the storm, that an arm as fast as a lightning strike would grab him and pin him to the alley wall on the side of the resteraunt. The hooded figure grinned at him wolfishly, nothing visable except glowing blue eyes and flashing white teeth.

“W-why...” the skydancer hissed weakly, scrabbling in vain at his throat. “That is for me to know and you to experience.” Fearless said coldly, cutting off his vocal chords by pushing her talons in harder sounds he couldn’t yell. Her claws constricted around his throat like a deadly viper’s jaws just as as she was slammed into from the side.