At barely eleven turns, Frask had been ecstatic that he had been chosen to stand for the new clutch at Dasmalenra. He was even more thrilled the day of the hatching when he saw the pale blue hatchling headed his direction. He knew he would bond the best of clutch, and as blue was his favorite color, there couldn't be a better match. As he felt the mind touch of his new bond, he exclaimed. Of course I'm the best. I'm Pyronth! were the dragon's first words to his new rider. I'm also very hungry! Can you find me some food now? The boy shook a strand of his wild black hair out of his odd yellow eyes, and led the hatchling from the sands.

Pyronth is from Dasmalenra Weir