Sunn's Lore

Sunn

Clan Role: Citizen
Mate: Crurry
Children: Ethandria
Friends: ???
Enemies: None

Lore

"And as the sun rises in the east and sets in the south, so do we welcome Princess Sunn." The skydancers surrounding the hatchling kneeled, "Your highness."
She blinked, then looked up at her parents. Her father was a mighty imperial, and her mother a gentle skydancer. And they were royalty, which, by her hatching, made her royalty as well.
She was raised and pampered. She was the Sunn of her people. And with her, there was no need for the moon.
But the day came when Sunn felt she had to set. And so she did. She set sail on the wind, and let it blow her home. But not the home she had grown up in. The wind blew her gently...and it blew her viciously. It left her bruised and beaten when at last, in a whirlwind, set her on the blazing floor of Clan DarkFire.
Bruised and bleeding, Sunn, Princess Sunn, shook with hunger, thirst, and exhaustion. Her tongue was clinging to the roof of her mouth and she couldn't pry it off long enough to ask for a drink.
A tall, frightening dragon stood before her, towering over her. She found out that his name was Protector...and despite his harsh, cold exterior, she saw how sweet he truly was inside. He led her inside, to his parents, the leaders of the clan, and got her fed, and water to drink. They gave her rest, and time to heal.
As she was healing, she found that a gentle coatl was keeping his eye on her. Making sure she never wanted for anything. His name was Crurry, and he told her stories of his "run around" younger years, as well as how he himself came to the fire clan they were now both a part of...and she found herself loving him. And the former Princess Sunn, became Sunn, mate of Crurry.
They lived a simple life together, but only laid one egg, which when hatched, was a skydancer, which they named Ethandria. And though their lives have not ended...they have lived happily ever after.

Diary

Currently unfilled.

Mate Crurry

Friends Protector

Enemies None