Spitfires are a desert breed of dragon. Their dull brown bodies contrast with their brilliant turquoise markings, and they only blaze brighter when these dragons fight. Spitfires are notorious for their territorial natures, and the wing-edges of most are ripped and tattered before their first year is out. Spitfires are also noteworthy for their brilliant blue fire, which is used not for hunting or fighting, but rather for making glass caves from the sand, in which the dragons can soak up the sun.

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.

Vain, stubborn, independant, courageous and always ready for a fight, Fey is like her mother in far too many ways. She often likes to show this by purposefully walking into the heart of Republicator territory, riling up the Jeedi (often by destroying their statues or letting loose some of her brother's sentient swords), and attacking them once they are up to the fight.

Fey has a personal grudge against Rick. Once, when the Core had accompanied her to the Republicator Territory (at the request of Autumn, no doubt), they were ambushed by a few Jeedi. Fey fought and fought, but somehow she just could not defeat them all. Rick swept in and helped her out, finishing off the battle with an explosion, literally. Fey was furious at him for this, and forever vowed that she would get even with him for stealing the glory.

Fey does not share her mother's love for Team Cydragon, and in fact does not even like being a Separator. She prefers to help GLaDOS prepare her horrible tests.