Aurore's Clan

'You've traveled far,' a voice whispers from the top of the flat risen platforms. It is weak and frail, but underneath there is an air of authority. The speaker sits on the platform, her tail coiled around herself. Her coloring makes her look out of place in the sparking blue environment. Her scales change from a dark salmon, to coral, to peach, all shades that point toward a dragon that once was from the Arcane flight.

Scattered around her are the members of her clan. A pair of royal looking dragons, made up of a ridgeback and an imperial, sit in the back, one not paying attention, one listening intently. A pair of iridescent spirals rest close to the matriarch. A ridgeback the color of the sunset nips softly at the wing of a jet blue skydancer. A dusk colored imperial, menacing looking, is curled protectively around a sky colored imperial. A stunning pair of imperials sits quietly, whispering to one another. Close to them is a pair of shimmering snappers, one the color of moss and the other the color or shadows.. They all chatter on, creating a dull murmur. Although they carry on their conversations, they listen on as their matriarch speaks.

'I welcome you to the resting place of the Aurore Clan. May the Stormcatcher bless you.'