Rhiannon

Mysterious, magnificent, a singular dragoness. Rhiannon is rarely seen by any dragons other than her two protégés Flannery and Raine, and almost exclusively at night as she prowls through the dark like a cat. With a hide like a moonless night full of stars, her presence is like a clear bell ringing through the darkness – suddenly she is there, suddenly she captivates the space. She will promptly make her way to the top of the lair to sit beneath the shroud of darkness and thoughtfully stroke her pearl as she regards the moon, then draw her claw slowly from star to star as if ferrying dreams across the vast velvety expanse of night. She is indeed an oracle of the clan, but she takes no requests and shares only what she sees fit to before she returns to her little coven. Ignoring any cries she is gone, and your life knows no answers.