Holiday dragons are a very mysterious breed. They are only seen during winter, and even then it is hard to catch a glimpse of one. They are responsible for the general cheer that spreads during the holidays. In essence, they are the “Spirits of Winter.”

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.

It was that time of year, when snow blanketed the ground and joy filled everyone's hearts. All of the dragons were enjoying the holiday, a rare moment of peace. Even the evil Rita Gawr was humming a merry tune under her rotten breath. All except a lone Ribbon Dancer watching the festivities from the darkest corner of the cave. Rheania loved Christmas time, but it was about giving and friends and family, she thought with a heavy heart. She had no family, no friends. She tried her best to be helpful, but always ended up doing more harm than good. She'd even made the other dragons gifts, though they probably hated them. But no one even cared enough to talk to her, let alone give her a gift in return. She heard a slight sound and turned, seeing a hatchling with a beautifully wrapped gift in its jaws. It set down the box and blinked once before scampering off. Written on the tag were three words, "You ARE beautiful." She glanced towards the others. They did care, she thought with a smile.