Enenica's Clan

Taking a quick breeding break in Plague, then will return to Arcane. Excuse the unchanged lore.
Just a note, my mom and my sister, and I all share one computer.

As you approach the Lair, you're greeted by a very hyper and light coloured dragon "Welcome, welcome to our Lair! The leaders are Thera and Marcoto! I'm Zeeyo! I'm new! Sometimes dragons leave, often to serve our space dad! Hadrian is my mate, he's so nice, and he helps me if I get confused."
She pauses, scratching her chin, "I think our lair is magic. We have all this food, and it never spoils! I really hope you enjoy your visit." She starts to walk away, and then gasps, spinning around, and stumbles slightly. Cheerfully she adds, "Oh, and stay away from Namo, he's cranky."

Once she walks away a, rather shiny, Coatl walks up, blues and purples are his colours and he greets you. "I'm Marcoto. Welcome to our lair, I apologise for Zeeyo, she's somewhat...over enthusiastic. You'll notice dragons from a number of lands, sometimes fleeing their own. My mate and I take them in, heal their hurts, and ease their fears. Come, make your self at home, help yourself if you're hungry."

It's growing cold, as winter settles over the land, doors are closed over the entrance to the lair. Doors made out of many scales, feathers and other odds and ends collected over the 4 years since the clan made its home in the Observatory.