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.

If her name didn't give it away, Aggressive is, well, aggressive. She's a hostile, nasty thing who can't seem to say anything nice without it sounding back-handed. She's the queen of sarcasm. About everything she says is said in that terse tone. Although maybe that's just because her voice is very low and monotone. In fact, for as fierce as she comes off, Aggressive has a hidden soft side, though it's seldom seen. The only ones who really even know about it are her sisters, whom she is highly protective of. In public, she'll treat them just like anyone else. She'll lash out at them, act curt with them, and pretend she wants nothing to do with them. But, as soon as no one's looking, she'll lower her guard some and act almost motherly toward them. As much as she tends to pick on them, nothing angers her more than someone else picking on them. Her sisters humor her aggression. They all know well Aggressive isn't near as vicious as she insists, so none of them really fear her.