Briar

Crash landed home on the 5th of June 2022! Thank you so much Missmercy!

A single egg was laid from her parents, the egg was given as much care and love as any other clutch from the family, yet it was noticed by others that only one egg was produced, rumors and gossip started to be quietly whispered around court,

"was it a sign that the parents were losing their magic, their power...
"were they still fit to lead their clan.."

Which were quickly shushed with glares, nudges and snorts of disdain from their faithful followers. A small seed of doubt was sprouted that day, in the minds of some lesser members of court, yet all was jovial with the masses, celebrations were had, joy and happiness reined for the following week while they waited with baited breath to meet the newest member of their clan - who would hatch from this egg, what sort of future was instore for them, would they possess the have ability to control the very essence of their world - the Magick!

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The day had finally come for the hatching! There was much excitement for another royal youngling to join their ranks, heralds were sent to the corners of their kingdom to summon anyone of notable repute. Talented scribes were hired, hunters were sent out to catch the best prey, among other tasks were assigned for the following Feast, while the families gathered around the elevated Nesting Grounds where the lone egg sat, rocking slightly, almost impatiently in the noon sun. Excited murmurs rippled through the gathering crowd as the Nest Mother cast her eye to the sun, gauging the right time, she threw her wings wide as the egg cracked in half with an almighty sound and out burst a slick black body of a young dragon..


A young Princess hatched from the egg that day, to applause and cheers from the crowds that had gathered, her parents proudly there to show off their newest family member, they quietly surveyed her from their place on the edge of the nest before turning and heading into the crowd to cheers, thrills and bellows of joy from their subjects.

The Nest Mother helped the Hatchling to her feet, cleaned her off and watched her take her first few steps, to see her flap her beautiful wings, the sun catching off her glistening hide and their eyes met in that moment, with a respectful bow of her head, a voice traveled through the hatchlings mind, "Child, what name do you choose?" to which she raised her head and whispered what felt right to her...

Time flew from there, she grew quickly, as most young dragons do, with good food, plenty of sunshine and loving care. The hatching grounds she had to herself, so she got the full attention of her caregivers, her favorite being Ruga a dragon with the most softest fur that smelled of exotic fruits and sunshine. These two formed a fast bond and were often found grooming each other in the late afternoon light or play fighting within the sandy playgrounds of the courtyard.

She was encouraged to follow whatever path in life appealed to her, since she wasn't able to inherit the throne or titles from her family, she had an unusual amount of freedom to herself..... it was almost like her family wanted her to see the rest of the world as soon as possible. With next to no love lost for her blood relatives and as soon as she could fly, she set off to explore her future, with a protective Ruga following close behind.