tTrumpeteer's Lair

The virus branches outward, reaching toward the outermost borders available to it like a thicket hunting for a new place to grow. It carries no ill will for the Caristhine's living dragons. In fact, the Hive and the clan work in tandem, now, and the discrepancy and violence between them has faded and was replaced by familial bonds stronger and tighter than any the Caristhine had ever formed with its living allies. But it grows. The virus has made peace with the clan, but not yet with the world.