Storm Dragons are the masters of the skies. They are excellent fliers and land only to rest and eat. In addition, they have full control of the weather. They are very hot-tempered and easily angered. They will attack any human that bothers them, conjuring strong winds and dangerous lightning.

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.

Ch'lar(Ch-lar) loved hiding in the clouds, deep down in their centers where one couldn't tell if they're falling or ascending.  It was the only thing that helped control his moods. As a hatchling, more oft then not, he found himself in big storm clouds when his clutch mates were too clingy which angered him easily.  He resisted striking out at them. He understood his temperament was normal for a Gray but he didn't want them to suffer much of it. Especially their caretaker, the only one of his kind he could tolerate.  

He sought one dragon in all the heavens to be his bondmate but she, ever distant, never responded to him, her eyes always on the surface. Always on the humans! He cared not for them for he knew the tales and how they sought to hunt their ilk for trophies, honor and in hopes of banishing their anonymity amongst their own. He cared not but for Vapid, he'd risk limb and wing... destroy them all if she came to harm. So he followed her when she ventured off.  So he waited.