Aww... It’s a cute baby dragon. It’s a brilliant blue-green color.

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.

'The world is filled with many sad things,' she was always told. She never batted an eye or such in her small, poor town that could barely feed itself. Life was already sad and wilting, starving and cold. She was alone for many years since her parent's death, sauntering around aimlessly in the forests harboring little food.

The roses that once bloomed where she lived have since died, almost a way of telling her there wasn't anything left there for her. Nothing, now, can save her or the fallen village.