Aww... It’s a cute baby dragon. It’s very curious and fond of sweets.

And look! It has grown feathers! It must be close to maturing.

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 small dragon can frequently be found lingering around a certain stream, into which he casts flowers and bits of shiny things, stray pieces of candy, snatches of ribbon, and other small, delicate trinkets. He sings all the while, but it's not like the adult songs of sweetlings, is very soft and often casts sadness over the heart of anyone who hears it. Many say that he used to play with a little female dragon there, but she has yet to make an appearance since, suggesting she fell and drowned in the river. It is also said that his ritual of casting gifts to his lost friend inspired a line in a certain famous play...