Unnamed

Aimless lives up to his name - there may be not many thoughts bouncing around inside his skull, and he might have the memory of a Tundra with a head cold, but he's one of the kindest dragons you'll ever meet. He's as strong as he is gentle, and a wonderful help to have around any lair he finds himself in. Sure, his lapses in memory often coincide with a bone-deep exhaustion that leaves him passed out cold for a day or two until he's able to recover from whatever tired him out so badly. And yeah, the orange-brown patterns in his fur shift around every time he disappears overnight. But are little quirks like that really going to get in the way of him making friends with every dragon he runs into? Of course not!

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A childhood spent split between long swaths of comfortable stays in a fiery lair full of basalt and lava and exciting road trips to watch their parents go on brief tours have imbued this dragon with a sense of adventure inherited. Their father Illyn loves gushing about his beloved hatchlings when socializing between shows, and Akasha makes sure her darlings never miss time spent with their mother, for there is no better decompression from a show energetic than to take her hatchlings out on a late night flight around their latest venue. Music and family alike imbue this dragon with a love they've learned to hold close.