Aww... It’s a cute baby dragon. It enjoys gathering pebbles and other small rocks and putting them in a pile.

Young dragons are relatively defenseless. They are born with relatively soft scales, which are shed and replaced with harder ones as the hatchling matures. Once a hatchling’s wings grow in, it typically marks the beginning of maturation. At this point they are often capable of hunting on their own and are usually left alone by their mother.

This lonely little dragon has yet to receive a name and waits patiently though longingly for the day to come. The only one of the frozen pebble hatchlings to not yet have gendered (save for Little Green Dress, who doesn't care what gender he or she might be), this little hatchling feels left out and alone. Privately wondering what gender it might be yet even more secretly hoping to be the only female of the bunch as all the rest are males. Despite all that, it is a happy-go-lucky hatchling and loves every dragon in the cave from the little chicken to the great Earth and Stone dragons. The Winged Wolf, who tends the cave and raised the dragons therein found out through magic that the little one is also a male but hasn't had the heart to tell him and just allows him to keep on hoping.