Blackwater Islands clock of the time dragon

It was a difficult process, learning to navigate the 'new world' she had been brought to.

Until now she had rarely ventured far from their home, and with good reason. Paws reaching out to press the ground in front of her, steps were taken slowly and with care. She had sent Nayavanti to catch her something for dinner, and now found herself alone in the dark.

It was a good feeling, in a way. The wind gently blowing through her fur, the light snow melting beneath her... she felt perfectly in tune with the land here.