Kiri Wyvern

In a misty valley painted with pastel skies, there lived a tiny wyvern named Kiri. Unlike the grand dragons who roared and sparked fire, Kiri’s gift was gentle — she could breathe shimmering light that painted the morning clouds. Every dawn, she fluttered up to the highest crystal peak and let her glow spill across the valley, turning the sky into soft hues of pink and blue. The forest creatures adored her light, calling it the Kiri Glow, believing it brought warmth and luck to their day.   Pa