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

And look! It has grown wings! 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.

Die of Rockslide loves to pretend to see the future.  Every single "vision" that she has ends with the stipulation that the individual will die because of a rock-slide.  As a result, all of the other dragons in the cave began to casually refer to her as Die of Rockslide.  Eventually, the name stuck but she still gives out her false visions of rockslides.