Aww... It’s a cute baby dragon. Despite being as black as outer space, it has a few bright patterns on it.

And look! It has grown wings and its scales have gained beautiful patterns. 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.

As the only daughter of a proud Golden Wyvern father and Red Nebula mother, Trades was bound for greatness. Some say that the color of the wings is no choice and that it is down to the dragon's diet or maybe the time of year they were born. The truth is that no one really knows. Trades knew from an early age that she was expected to continue the family line by finding a suitable mate and settling down. All she wanted was to fly. To visit new places and gaze up at the stars. A loner by nature and rather lazy to boot, she would rather spend her days sleeping and her evenings watching the stars. Trades gained her blue wings much to the disappointment of her parents. Knowing she was no longer good enough, she made plans to leave the nest and follow her dreams. As she laid sleeping, her father froze her in time and place as a lesson to his future offspring not to be disobedient. Trades now stands defiantly frozen, her eyes pleading to Nebulae across the land not to follow in her footsteps.