But a place for crows to rest their feet.

Shadowborne, shadow elemental. A sun tanned dragon in the middle of the shade.
The dragon had always believed that this is correct and they will not betray the archon of their elemental, and so they hid their colors in dark shades and cloaks and hoods, covering the sun blessed skin.

Until the day they grew up and began to explore the shadow terrain, never daring to step foot into the other clans.
They will look around in admiration, but their birthclans roots dragged her down.
Until, until, a young traveling dragon in the name of Soren passed through and noticed her.

"Dear mistress, oh how had the shadows concealed your beauty!"

The words struck her like darts hitting right in the bullets.
Of course, of course. She was an outcast, but why are they still enduring, living in their homeclan?
She nodded simply, and her heart urged her to say the next words.
"Traveller of the sun, the primordial light elemented dragon, would you take me on your travels?"

They ranged far and wide, the young pearlcatcher now away from her home.
Her element will remind her of the roots she once had, and her new home will be her final resting place.

"Young lady, look ahead! Aren't they creatures of your kind?"
She glanced forwards, wings tattered from traveling.
Young hooved pearlcatchers, skin soft antique silver and glittering in the sun. Pearl cerdaes, they called themselves.

They invited the newcomers to stay, and held a small feast. She felt at home.

"Oh Soren, thank you for leading me to a new light. How should I repay you?"
The light primordial coatl looked at her and smiled.
"No need to thank me. For a new life, you shall be granted a new name."

Welcome home, Evarado.