Veril

Veril was not originally the clan's leader. But, he became the leader after an incident. He rules rather peacefully, as to keep the others happy and safe.

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Veril used to be a rather loved dragon, one that earned praise in his original clan. He was a proud male, having had many kids with several of the Coatl females he ran had met. Though as he got older, he began to get less praise and lose the attention he once had. But, he never seemed to mind since it gave him a break.

During a time of cleaning, dragons from his clan we being pushed out and given to the black market to be sold off to whomever bought them. What he hadn't expected was for his leader to drug him and put him in their as well.

Waking up in a black market was terrible. He was watched all the time, eyed like a piece of meat. Some people almost touched him, but the security wouldn't allow the buyers to touch anything being sold off. It was like this for a while, nobody coming to buy him. He was losing all hope.

But, one day, he woke up to somebody petting his head and what felt like a cart moving. Waking up, he found he was in a large hay wagon with a woman petting him. The woman, dressed almost like a farmer but in pastel colors, was smiling at him. Her half-half pastel blue and pastel purple hair made him confused.

"Good morning Veril. I am taking you to your new home." She states, her head waving slightly. Veril just stayed silent, not knowing what to do. An hour later, the wagon was finally arriving at its destination, a farm. Taking a glance around, the coatl's eyes slightly widened. Almost every dragon there was a pastel, just like he is.

"This is the Helle Farbe Clan." The woman tells him, jumping out and leading him to the pastel-painted barn. In there, he met the two leading dragons. The male was a Tundra named Marcil while his mate was a mirror named Marzia. At first, the two didn't know what to assign him. But, Marcil ended up giving him the job of being an assistant.

For a few months, Veril did his job, though there was some obvious dislike due to Marzia. But, he did his best to not let it bug him. When a war started to break out between Helle Farbe and another clan, he had to watch as Marcil and Marzia left to go meet with them. Though, a week later news came that the two had been killed off, leaving Helle Farbe leaderless.

As the others began to panic and the woman, whom he learned to be Doc, tried to calm them down he decided something. Getting onto the top of the barn, he roared to catch everyone's attention. "I, Veril of Helle Farbe, will not let us go out like this! I will become the leader and lead us to victory!" He yelled, taking the position. Everyone was happy to be with a good ruler.

After the long war with the enemy clan, Helle Farbe reigned champion. So, a time of peace swept over once more. The dragons were happy to relax once more. And, now the could relax with a peaceful ruler to keep things okay.