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.

It Distracts From The Now would never look back. She's made many questionable decisions, but she regrets none of them. Indecision isn't a word in her vocabulary. Stopping her from her impulses would be painful for her to bear, like sticking a stake into her foot. She can't look back, since, as is in her name, it would distract from the now.

The now is what drives her forward, her motivation for doing everything she can in life now instead of later. The blue fire coursing up and down her wings make her a blaze in the sky when she flies and fights. A literal picture of the now she strives to catch up with.

She would never distract herself from the now, no matter how much she wants to look back on her decisions. It's all that she knows.