Bright-Breasted Wyverns are a breed of dragon easily recognized by their bright red markings. They are a small breed, only the size of a full-grown man. However, they have developed poisonous barbs on their feet to make up for their size. Their coloration is used to warn off potential predators of the danger, and is also used to attract mates. They are very social, and can often be seen preening in large groups.

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.

A long time ago, Kanaye was bent on colllecting as many Bright-Breasted Wyverns as she could. With that many, she stopped being creative with their names, even going so far as to leave many of them unnamed for weeks.

Then one day, she went through their section of the cave. She asked all of the unnamed dragons to form a line, then, with Sir Scribe following her, writing furiously, Kanaye began to sing. She would sing a few words, and then point to the next dragon in line.

Name had picked his name out when he was a hatchie. He had been waiting for Kanaye to show up, so he could tell her. When he realized what she was doing, he felt betrayed. How dare she not even ask if they had names among themselves already. How dare she lump them all together and name them haphazardly. The sheer arrogance of it.

He zipped his lips and kept his chosen name to himself, buried deep where no one but he could find it.