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She wears her lineage for all to see, this pale queen: the long, fine profile of a regal lady matched with a predator's whipcord strength. Pinprick stars in foreign constellations sweep along her slightly darker headknobs and neckridges while the refined planes of her body dance with moonbeams, all the way down to pure white gold at the tips of arakh-curved talons. In contrast to this platinum pallor, there's a rosy glow to her wingsails, dawn seeping down their lengths towards crimson-touched tips that herald a glorious dawn. Though her lines speak to the controlled power she'll wield, there's a daintiness to her demeanour that speaks of poise and pride. She's a queen in every sense of the word: a dragon who expects to be noticed.