Aww... It’s a cute baby dragon. It has bright blue eyes, and is as clumsy as any other hatchling, but it never seems to get injured.

And look! It has grown wings! It must be close to maturing.

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.

"Everything I did, I did for Rimewind Keep. I did for the blessed cold. I did it for you. Now we're going to save the world. And that I need you to realize that before I depart. That I was right after all. I don't want us to part on bad terms.  But you sounded so much like your father. I was angry, but I wish I had not been so harsh. It was an impulsive act, but before I realized it my hands had frozen you utterly, and you crumbled. Your eyes still fixed on mine. Here, I'll leave you at the window, on a pillow. Let me set you facing the east, toward New Agrive. You can watch for my triumphant return, safe in your sphere of eternal ice, and don't worry, my snowflake, you will never melt- I promise to keep the cold for both of us"—Haidar

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She was small when she hatched and in fear for her health her owner put her in stasis. Her prone form, white as fresh snow, looks slightly out of place in the darkness of the Cave.