Ynfry

"There's a feeling I get when I look to the west, and my spirit is crying for leaving." Ynfry hummed shaking his head, as mantis green gemlike scales winked in the sun. Brilliant radioactive green, he stood out like a shock of bright grass, amid the pale dusty plains of the Abiding Boneyard.

Like so many odd dragons, he'd wound up at Woebegone Boneyard a final resting place for many wearied travelers in more ways than one.

Generally speaking, dragon clans that dared to live in the Abiding Boneyard, were nomadic. Generally speaking, but these dragons, had made a refuge for themselves in the shattered ruins of partially buried Serthis settlement.

Before there had been a Woebegone, and before Theo and his mate had been the clan leaders, there had been a young Mirror Ynfry couldn't recall the name of, who had dared to make the boneyard his home. The four-eyed brute had been ambitious, and indomitable much like the landscape, until Theo and Torreya had arrived on the scene. Whatever had happened, had happened, years before Ynfry had arrived.

It was Theo and Torreya who had decided to permanently settle in of the few places dragons couldn't permanently settle in, and yet it seemed to be working so far.

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