When the other Sangers came flying back to Vaun and his world, they bore with them a trio of young dragonets. Beautifully marked, different as night and day. Doc of Talon helped the trio settle on the ledge where they landed, on the other side of the mountain. Over the city they'd flown, but they did not want to cause a commotion by dropping down there.
"So who have we here?" Vaun said, his muzzled face broad with a bright smile. Though he had fangs, Doc and Lucas (and Audeo, for she came along this trip) knew they weren't being bared offensively.
"The dark blue is Doorroth," Doc Sanger said, "he's a bit haughty, for a blue." The dragonet snorted, and turned his muzzle away from the 'offending' man. They knew this would pass - he had a noble bearing, and it was clear that Vaun was most attracted to this hatchling as a closer partner.
"The silver one is Izuith, he was the first to decide he would come to one of the Protectorate's foster stations." Audeo announced. The silver was just a bit bigger than one could expect a brown to be, so he woudln't be a small rare. Izuith bowed to the godling, and lifted his wing so that their clutch sister could come see their new home.
"And this little girl is Cyth," Lucas said, prodding her to look around. "She was very hot on the idea of coming here, but now she's gotten a little shy. Come on," he urged again, and with the gentle cooing of her silver brother, she did so. Her magnificent coloration made some of the others watching (they had gathered once someone saw that there were dragons visiting again) call out and applaud her beauty. Almost embarrassed, but with the encouragement that she would surely get all her life, Cyth pranced up to Vaun and nuzzled him.
I am glad you like us. We will need shelter and of course food, She bespoke into his mind. The confidence that he had in her swelled her heart. She would be, quite probably, their first queen.
"Where are they from?" Asked Vaun as the others helped the trio into their new comfortable housing. "They're all from the same place, are they not?"
Lucas nodded, "they are from Darkling Dawn," he said. "Dooroth and Cyth are from gold Ditzth and sunset bronze Kimretusuith's nest, and Izuith is of copper Shteth and marked Holeedaith's."
"They are all just wonderful," Vaun announced.
"They are all just sleeping," said one of the attendants. She grinned, and pushed aside the curtain to see them all curled up in a warm nest of their own.
Doorroth is a smart, smart-alecky, high and mighty type. He is deeply attached to this place now, and will defend it with all his heart. This typically sized dark colored blue is more often than not the one who Vaun selects to be his mount should they fly into the city below. Of course, this has given the blue a bit of a swelled head...
Izuith is a noble, kind, and sensible silver dragon. He will be bigger than a brown, but not much. It is likely he will join the ranks of the gatherers, standing guard or helping to bring people to donate to their monestary. He enjoys intellectual pursuits, and children.
Cyth will overcome her shy nature - she was confident enough to go without a bond at the hatching, and she knows that eventually she may find a mate here on the mountain. That has given her a big boost, and her coloration is what attracts many people to look at her. Her main duty however, is as inter-world communications. She has an unerring direction sense that allows her to know just where and when to fly.