Aria dragons are a brightly-colored and sprightly breed, perhaps most adored for their lyric calls. Their song-like melodies fill the areas they inhabit; their coos resemble those of birds, only more elegant and refined. They have fairly strong magical capabilities, but tend to reserve these strengths for last-minute defense, choosing to live their lives in simple peace. Arias, sticking to the tropics, typically live quite far from human settlements, giving rise to the previously held belief that they had gone extinct.

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.

So faithless, and without trust. The new ones show up, and the small amount of faith she had dies away. Her love evaporates away, she never loves. Her heart of ice is thickly shielded by permafrost, impenetrable. Her life without children. No love. Without faith and hope. One of the last truly wanted Bright Pinks. Her name is Loveless, and she comes home to a world without the new ones. The last light in her life is her home, free of the annoying new ones. Her heart is still frozen though, no matter how many try to give her their love. Just the indescribable loveless life of this girl, so Wonderfully Loveless.

Her story of no love comes to an end, as the black dragon Inkdeath provides her what she needs. In a time of desperation for all, Star begs her to help increase the final number of the Old. And so her only child turns out to be one of the last of the Old. But this girl vows to never breed when the Old are all adults, and no more of the Old are created.