Spitfires are a desert breed of dragon. Their dull brown bodies contrast with their brilliant turquoise markings, and they only blaze brighter when these dragons fight. Spitfires are notorious for their territorial natures, and the wing-edges of most are ripped and tattered before their first year is out. Spitfires are also noteworthy for their brilliant blue fire, which is used not for hunting or fighting, but rather for making glass caves from the sand, in which the dragons can soak up the sun.

Dragons are highly-intelligent reptilian creatures that—from a human perspective, at least—appear to live forever. Many different varieties of dragon exist, each with their own unique qualities, habitats, and behavior. Adolescence in dragons is usually marked by the growth of a hatchling’s wings, although not all breeds of dragons grow wings and some breeds have other traits that indicate the beginning of maturation. In Galsreim, dragons and humans coexist peacefully.

FightingClaws is rather cat-like in her behaviors. She loafs around all day and only hunts when she becomes hungry. If she catches a rather large meal then she will scrape sand over it until she is ready to eat it later; this causes her territory to be a large attraction for scavengers such as coyotes and vultures. Most of her meals are taken the moment sand is scraped over them but she does not mind. More scavengers mean that more prey is coming to them and the way she sees it, it all comes beck to her anyway once the scavengers are eaten. She is also very wary around strangers but would rather just scare off intruders then risk herself getting harmed. Behind her back the others often call FightingClaws a coward and don't think she is half the Spitfire the others are.