SugarWhale's Clan

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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ♫ She/Her, FR Time+0 Slightly active♦ I love anime ('｡• ω •｡')♦ Leafstar17—>SugarWhale♦ I enjoy collecting japanese UMAs ♡♦

“Welcome to our clan, The Clan Of Whispering Winds where the leaves are always blowing. It isn’t necessarily the biggest clan, but-”

“Where the leaves are always blowing?! That’s so… cliche. Can’t you think of something a little more exciting?!” A purple mirror fidgets next to you, complaining.
“And… that’s Eliza.” The white guardian rolls her eyes. The mirror next to her glares.
“Don’t look so dejected to see me, Helen.”
“Fine. But go train or something.”
The purple mirror stalks off. The guardian turns back to you, exasperated, and waves a leaf out of her face.
“Pesky leaves. Don’t mind Eliza, she’s always energetic. She’s actually quite nice. All the dragons are here, I guess,” she giggles, ”and since you’re new here, it’s my job as the
Caretaker to teach you a bit about the clan.
“We might be small, but we’re strong. We don’t like to fight a lot, but we do have warriors and scavengers. Most of us gather food though.”

“Everyone here might have come here wounded, but we’re all very kind. Mostly. So please, come explore! That… purple imperial over there,” she points to a smoky amethyst imperial, “He… doesn’t have a name, but he is our Leader, and generally a hothead, but you’ll be alright. He was attacked by someone before we found him and we fixed him up. He is…quite nice?” The imperial notices you, and walks hurriedly away.
Helen laughs.
“Hector and Midnight, the Coatl and Skydancer over there,” She points to a pair of dragons, but the black Skydancer quickly ducks behind a bamboo stalk. “Midnight is pretty shy, but Hector is really friendly.”

Suddenly, you hear a squeal from a nearby clump of trees. Helen jumps a bit, and steps backwards. “Well… that must be the new hatchlings… I really must get going. Sorry for the short introduction. I…” she stutters, “have to help… But feel free to come back anytime!!! We’ll always-” another squeal comes from the brush, but louder. Helen frantically runs backwards, a bit awkwardly for a guardian. “Be here. Uh… bye!”

Lore by Emberlight.