To hatch an egg you need the warmth of a dragon. Blood never knew the warmth of a parent but the cold reality. The first time she woke up she was alone. Maybe she was hatched and abandondened, maybe she got the blessing of the Plaguebringer... Or maybe it was her pure will that made her egg to hatch. Everyone tells a different story of her To grow up alone in the Scarred Wasteland is a death sentence. Not for her. Somehow she survived and made a hunting ground on her own. The tales of a sole Mirror who claimed a part Wasteland on her own travelled throughout the whole Plague territory. Many Dragons and packs would come to challenge her and thus her second legend would be born. It says, that she didn't had her bloodred scales from the beginning. Fighting many battles and taking lots of lives she couldn't wash of the blood of her enemies anymore as it became a part of her. The most fitting name for that monster would be "Blood".

But not only challenger were attracted by the tales. Also thos who admired Blood came and as her pack grew larger they began to roam through the Wastelands as one territory wouldn't be enough to feed all. Blood didn't really care about her pack. They were a usefull tool to assert dominance over others and a sign of her power. Sometimes they would meet other breeds and sometimes Blood would even mate. Unfortunately Blood never experienced love and didn't know how to so that in the end she abandoned all who weren't strong enough.

One day Blood's pack found an Mirror egg. The hatched Dragon would become the first one Blood would ever love. Blood recognized the talent of the hatchling the moment it was born and decided to train it on her own. [url=To hatch an egg you need the warmth of a dragon. Blood never knew the warmth of a parent but the cold reality. The first time she woke up she was alone. Maybe she was hatched and abandondened, maybe she got the blessing of the Plaguebringer... Or maybe it was her pure will that made her egg to hatch. Everyone tells a different story of her To grow up alone in the Scarred Wasteland is a death sentence. Not for her. Somehow she survived and made a hunting ground on her own. The tales of a sole Mirror who claimed a part Wasteland on her own travelled throughout the whole Plague territory. Many Dragons and packs would come to challenge her and thus her second legend would be born. It says, that she didn't had her bloodred scales from the beginning. Fighting many battles and taking lots of lives she couldn't wash of the blood of her enemies anymore as it became a part of her. The most fitting name for that monster would be "Blood". But not only challenger were attracted by the tales. Also thos who admired Blood came and as her pack grew larger they began to roam through the Wastelands as one territory wouldn't be enough to feed all. Blood didn't really care about her pack. They were a usefull tool to assert dominance over others and a sign of her power. Sometimes they would meet other breeds and sometimes Blood would even mate. Unfortunately Blood never experienced love and didn't know how to so that in the end she abandoned all who weren't strong enough. After a few years Blood's pack found an Mirror egg. The hatched Dragon would become the first one Blood would ever love. Blood recognized the talent of the hatchling the moment it was born and decided to train it on her own. Leaf was the best pupil Blood ever had and soon Leaf became her most trusted fellow. Unfortunately it couldn't last forever as one night Leaf ran away.

Not able to kill her nor to bring her home Blood returned to her pack. Being sick of having Dragons she never really liked around and the burden to support all of them she disbanded the pack and returned to a life as lone wanderer. Leaving her homeland, the Scarred Wasteland, Blood began to travel the whole world. She couldn't explain the emptiness she felt and hoped that she would find what she lost. Wherever she set her foot upon Blood left a trail of Death and destruction.

A few years later when Blood strived through the Viridian Labyrinth Blood met another Mirror. She didn't know why but this other Dragon smell reminded Blood of something... Or someone... But... what...?
"Stop right there!", the blue dragon growled. Blood grinned... "And you are...?" "The one who stops you here. We already heard of a Mirror who roamd around and leaves destruction. But this... is our land.. I can't let you do what you want here" Without a respond Blood attacked the smaller Dragon. It was then when Blood realized what this smell was. Leaf! Not only her smell but this Dragon also fought like Leaf... No.. like Blood. Quickly Blood pinned the other Mirror down. "Far too early little one. Who the hell are you?" Before receiving an answer someone teared her away from her opponent. "Stop it Blood. Don't you dare to hurt Biome. What are you even doing here? I thought we were done" An undescribablefilled Blood. She finally knew what she lost and what she missed: Leaf. "I didn't do nothing to her... I just asked her a few questions... Wait... Does it mean this little one is my Granddaughter? MMh, mmh, very interesting, I think I'll help you raising her a bit" Confused Leaf starred at her... "No! You cant! We don't live that way, Blood. We are different than you, we -" Ignoring Leaf Blood just walked past her deeper into the forest

"I missed you Leaf. You know.. I think it's time to retire for me... To settle down to as peaceful life, to have a family... Yes, I think I will stay... At least for a while"

Blood promised Forestleaf to do nothing that would harm the Clan or other Dragons. Although she misses the battles she enjoys her time with her Grandchildren teching them to fight.