Dark green dragons, once they mature, appear to become an entirely different species. However, this isn’t true. Rather, they burrow underground and get nutrients from their vines. These vines are sometimes referred to as Dragon Grass. These dragons are very violent, and will use their vines to capture, kill, and eat anything that moves, as well as nearby plants. Luckily, their range is limited and they cannot use magic. Dark green dragons tend to be easy to spot since they usually kill all plants around them and thus are usually surrounded by a large clearing.

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.

Insecure, nervous, shy, frightened. Anything that goes along with these words could be used to describe the poor dragon. No one can tell why Mass is the way he is; but this is known about the beloved, enchanting young Mass:

The egg sat in the brilliant spot of light that made the dark green egg shimmer the slightest bit, and it wobbled on it's side a bit. Curious, the cave mother, Redd, made her way slowly over to the egg. It was hatching! She pulled the poor thing out of the flurry of cave owners, and carried the egg back to her own cave. Where out popped a poor little dragon. It looked close to death, almost. The pitiful wails the poor thing rang around the cave. Mass, Redd decided to name him due to him being under-weight, crawled into the corner, staring frightened into thin air. And that was how it began. The love his foster family felt for him, but the worry that also littered their thoughts of him.