Aww... It’s a cute baby dragon. Electric yellow scales shimmer brightly across its belly, and an even brighter spark adorns its tail.

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.

Toweyr is the Lord of All Insects and Official Arthropod Executioner of the Dusk Divide Dragon Keep. It does not need anyone's lowly gender pronouns. Unwanted by its undeserving parents because it wasn't a nebula, it takes it upon itself to rid the Keep of creepy crawly scourges. No bug can pierce its pathetic proboscis past Toweyr's scales, or any other dragon's scales for that matter. It spends its precious time for the Keep's sake, standing alone on a precarious ledge on stormy nights and zapping imaginary bugs with its tail. The other dragons are in awe at his minuscule prowess and try to cover up their fear with sniggers.