[Ivara]

Aphaden had seen dragons before, but never a rare dragon like a regal. So that was why she forget to never approach a regal until you saw they're under-wings, white meant that they were good, red, evil. And Aphaden just had to pick a red. But she'd been so fascinated by the jewelry like patterns that danced across the dragons skin as it moved. And now it was chasing her, she could feel the sudden cold as it drew all the heat from the air, preparing to blast her with fire. But just as it let loose a super heated just of pure flaming fury Aphaden began to run down a mountain, but she could still feel the heat waves blast over her back. The Regal then gave up and took to the sky, leaving only a charred mountain side behind to show the dragon was ever there. This would be an adventure to tell the pups when they were born.