Storm Dragons are the masters of the skies. They are excellent fliers and land only to rest and eat. In addition, they have full control of the weather. They are very hot-tempered and easily angered. They will attack any human that bothers them, conjuring strong winds and dangerous lightning.

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.

The moans. THE MOANS. They haunted her almost as much as the disgusting behavior of her parents. But they were there, wherever she went. In the back of caves. Behind curtained windows. In shady spots of public beaches. It was enough to drive any morally respectable dragon insane--which probably explains how she ended up with the mate she did. Only in the depths of her madness could she have made such a stupid choice, considering her feelings on the matter. Even the fact that he has a lovely, perfect golden rump does NOT fix things--although admittedly it does help soothe the pain.