Aryne, who previously was regarding you with a slight smile, widens his eyes as you ask this question. “Ahhh…you know, I’m very used to this kind of question, but most dragons want to know the why, not the when, so to speak.”

He blinks at you while ducking his head. “Well…it all started when I lived in the Twisting Crescendo as a hatchling, where my family lived in the higher layers of the storm. We were the navigators, who studied how to raise our clan’s village higher into the storm. It was something I never really took to, the psychics were always too abstract for me, and I’m not very good with magic."

“One day, I got separated from my family, and was struggling to fly against the winds by myself. As I began to start falling in my exhaustion, I heard a buzzing, and saw distant flashes of blue. I was initially scared, but could hear the buzzing quickly dying down. I suppose for most dragons, they would have just been thankful not to get swarmed by bugs, but I couldn’t help but wonder why the noise would be stopping so quickly. I think my mind was just looking for something to latch onto, I was really terrified."

"So, my tired wings glided over to where the sound was, and ran right into the back of a guardian! It turns out his Charge was a colony of Coral Carpenders that he kept on his back, and the noise I heard was them returning to him for the night. I certainly surprised him by nearly crashing into them, but he agreed to take me home. As we traveled, he told me more about the Carpenters, and I found his story enthralled. That these small animals could create homes to rival a Fea’s nest, despite possessing no magic, was astonishing to me. He kept me interested the whole way back to my clan’s village."

"I couldn’t stay away from insects after that. And other invertebrates too”. He holds up his Riptide Clipper as he says this, who lazily clambers over his paws. “I came to the Verdient Labyrinth as soon as I was old enough to live on my own, for there is no better place to be surrounded by insects great and small.” He meets your gaze again with the same slight smile as before. “I hope that answers your question”. He nods slightly, and turns to enter the kapok stump where the veilspuns make their nest.