It was a dark and stormy night, lighting flashed and thunder rolled over the sea of a thousand currents as Illstah flew out to retrieve an unnamed Skydancer hatchling. As Illstah approached the boundary of the Sunbeam Ruins she saw another dragon weighting for her along with the small, darkly hued hatchling. As she drew closer her excitement grew, for this was her first time back to the Sunbeam Ruins since her hatchday.
She quickly traded the 12,000 gold for the little fellow. The hatchling looked up at her, his light eyes a great contrast to his dark body. They were so sweet, yet so oddly deep and turbulent, much like The Twisting Crescendo back home at the Windswept Plateau.
Quickly she swept him up, cuddled him close, and with an enormous bound, took flight once again. As she flew rain sliced through the cold air, wetting her to the bone, making her shiver. Getting the young skydancer back home safely was all Illstah could think about, and that seemed enough, until a great blast of wind tumbled her head over heals. When she finally righted herself, the hatchling was not longer in her arms.
She looked franticly around, knowing his dark shape would be hard to make out among the menacing clouds. All of a sudden she heard a giggle from behind her. Illstah whipped around to see the hatchling flying in loops, riding the wind currents like it was nothing. He danced easaly between the raindrops, heading towards the Windswept Plateau.
When the two skydancers finally arrived back at the lair Illstah asked, "What do you call yourself?"
The little hatchling cocked his head and said, "I don't have a name, but you could give me one!"
Illstah thought for a while, pondering many names, but none seemed quite right. Then an idea came to her, "How about Stormrider?"
The little hatchlings eyes lit up (if they could become any brighter) as he gasped "That name is perfect!"

(1/14 with this gene/color combo, 1/6 unexalted as of May, 2019)