Aww... It’s a cute baby dragon. It has bright blue eyes, and is as clumsy as any other hatchling, but it never seems to get injured.

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.

The triplets aren't actually related by blood, but they definitely seem like true siblings. The reason for this is evident in their similarly small statures; permanently suspended as mere hatchlings by the obsessive "Specialist", the trio found comfort in each other when even the adults of their own breed turned away.

Ply Well is only a few tiny inches larger than Pure Ply, her size an oft-remembered annoyance. Having to be protected irks her to the core as well, but she refuses to hold it against Ply or any adult who may volunteer. Generally the one who restores the trio's collective faith in life, Ply Well believes that if they must be trapped as tiny hatchlings forever, they may as well act like tiny hatchlings as often as they can get away with. This belief results in many weak-limbed play fights with Pure and countless failed attempts at such with the ever-stoic Ply. She is usually the one who mends the larger wounds of the other two when they are unable to conjure their magic.