Aran

Aran's striking purple eyes had always seemed a bit more shadow-like than the rest of her comrades. She had always seemed mysterious and was always gazing off into the distance, lost in her own world, clutching her pearl as if is was her life-line back to reality. Her Frostbite Hummingbird often rests on her horn and daydreams along with her.

Familiar: Frostbite Hummingbird

Mate: None

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Aran stared at nothing in particular. Her mind was filled with things these dragons would never understand. Things about snow and shadow and creatures made up of snow and filled with shadows. Ideas and dreams that bloomed in her mind and overtook her thoughts until she was barely breathing, so lost in her own mind was she. Frostbitten, shade-possessed, lovely, beautiful creatures that would obey her at a flick of her claws. That is what she dreamed of. Her claws lacked the power her mind dreamed of. The world was too free a place for her to tame with her mere self. So she sat and dreamed, a queen in her own mind and nothing else.

(Credit to Kizzan- check them out they're really good!)

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(@Polygire 's suggested theme song!)