The dragons were born of the Wind, and in their very core, that's what they were - no matter where that wind takes them.
Spelldancer was just a fae hatchling when she discovered her unique power to shift planes. All she need to is close her eyes, like she was planning to go to sleep, and she could feel a power unfold itself inside her. Allow it to, and it would transport her to another plane. She named this place the Dream Realm. When it first started happening, she thought she was actually sleeping; but after some time, she realized this was something different. Something more.
"It must be a gift from Windsinger," Baerka would whisper when she would question herself. "He's gifted you with this power, and your pure heart allows you to share it with others. That's why he chose you, he knew you were the right one to wield it."
Neither of them really knew where it came from. In her early days, once Spelldancer learned to control it, before she had any idea it was special, she would use it to protect herself. She grew up an orphan, and having the power to instantly blip out of sight was very useful to hide away from predators.
Neither of them had ever spoken to Windsinger, though they would sometimes spot him passing by: the Wind Deity would not hide himself and, when passing through his territory, could easily be seen flying high in the atmosphere above - far higher than the pair had ever gone. Spelldancer would sometimes say they should just go talk to him, but the distance between them was far greater than she realized.
"I know it looks like he's moving slow. But he's massive. The speed he's traveling at is immense." Baerka's sleepy eyes sometimes gave off the impression that he was naive, but what Spelldancer admired about him most was actually his intelligence. "We'll never catch him, we'd already have to be in the air if we had any hope of him noticing us."
"But... how will we speak to him? Surely someone must."
"Maybe we'll find someone who knows someday."
The Dream Realm was very much like a lucid dream; anything was possible. When Spelldancer thought about it, she realized it may not actually be a dream, but a plane heavy with magic; so heavy that raw magic would drip off your palms like water. Thoughts quickly take tangible form, and without great mental control, your surroundings could turn to chaos in an instant. More than once, Spelldancer would escape danger only to immediately recreate it in her Dream. She realized she needed great mental fortitude to pause her mind and simply exist in the ocean of magic.
Spelldancer never saw anyone else in the Dream Realm, until she brought Baerka there.
Baerka was a tundra. When Spelldancer first met him, she thought he was an ugly thing, not even realizing he was a dragon like her. Fur? A muzzle? He looked closer to a beast. It wasn't until she saw his great wings that she paused. But for Baerka, it was love at first sight. He wasn't sure what fascinated him with her, but she was beautiful. He, like her, had been alone since his hatchling days. Unlike her, not having an escape act to slip away from danger, he learned to protect himself through fang and claw.
But Baerka couldn't Dream Shift. She tried explaining it to him, but he seemed confused by the idea. She tried to teach him to do it, but when demonstrating, would simply send herself there. When she returned, he shrugged and laughed. "No no, I can't turn invisible."
"I'm not turning invisible!" But the specifics didn't matter to Baerka. Whatever this was, he couldn't do it.
It didn't take long for the two to fall in love. They stayed together over the coming years, maturing into adulthood together. They nested in the open grass plains, in a lone tree that stood defiantly, with a large hollow at the bottom of the trunk. Baerka dug into the earth beneath the trunk for more space, but Spelldancer often found herself perched in the branches instead, and often sailed away into the wind without realizing it, lost in thought. Baerka would track her down, "waking" her with a gentle smile painted on his face.
With time, some answers came, from the establishment of their own clan.