Aww... It’s a cute baby dragon. Its skin is smooth and doesn’t seem to have any color to it.

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.

Illusion has always been fascinated with magic. Unlike the other frozen hatchlings, she considered her spell a lucky thing to have, instead of sulking around and complaining that she never gets to grow up. For this reason, she was placed with all the magical dragons on a large isle, consisting of all terrains (except alpine). The isle itself was beautiful, but that was not the reason Illusion loved her new home. It was because of the magic users that Illusion enjoyed her surroundings, and the strong magical aura that was constantly present. The magis, the blacks, the trio dragons... anyone who used the slightest bit of magic was placed on the isle, and they all loved Illusion for her bright personality and appreciation towards magic. Now, she can even do a bit of magic herself, with a bit of help from the residents of the isle.