Vera was a Fairy Dragon born in the Fey Wilds.
It was a realm filled with magic and wonders, mystery and beauty, and it did not belong to Bernardo Planet.
In the Fey Wilds, Vera lived atop a singing eucalyptus tree with other fae, including Pixies and Forest Fairies. Every day, they amused themselves by stealing strands from a Unicorn's mane. The gentle Unicorn never gave them trouble. Tolerant and kind, it was like an elderly guardian to them.
Until one day.
After more than twenty years in the Fey Wilds, Vera had grown used to its familiar sights. Suddenly, she wanted to see the world beyond.
Once the thought took hold, it grew stronger every day.
So while the Unicorn was dozing, Vera slipped away from their home. She roamed the vast, beautiful Fey Wilds alone, reveling in her freedom.
Flowers bloomed in a riot of color, rivers rushed on without end, and the gentle breeze carried the shimmering light of the fairy realm.
Entranced by the beauty of the Fey Wilds, Vera forgot the Unicorn's warning. Driven by curiosity, she ventured deep into a dark, decaying forest and encountered a fallen, terrifying Griefwrath Fairy.
Fortunately,
she stumbled into an unstable spatial passage while fleeing and was swept into the Ser Wilderness. After some time adjusting, she made a home there beside a stream outside Conifer Valley, with a group of ill-tempered Dire Bears for neighbors.
She had secretly watched the Dire Bears.
Once she realized those hulking brutes were slow to react and not very observant, she began stealing their fur to weave toys whenever she was bored. Sometimes she would turn invisible and blow into their nostrils, indulging her playful nature.
After sleeping for a while and waking again,
Vera felt her nest had grown cramped. She