Green dragons were often the kind of dragons you would not dare associate with. They were cunning tricksters who told riddles and cheated others out of gold. They were looked down upon from other colored dragons, especially in vastly populated caves. Caves were sanctuaries for dragons- since being out in the open to long would Attract dragon hunters looking to sell their hides. But since Faron was a green drake, he was almost instantly turned away at the caves entrance.
He was used to this treatment. The color of his green scales gave him a bad name. As a couple green dragons awhile back made deals with dragon hunters for the locations of caves. He understood why everyone turned him away. But now it was becoming tiresome. This was the fourteenth cave he tried to enter to take refugee for a couple weeks. He has been recently having bad luck with dragon hunters- he never made a deal with them, but they sure were hunting him down. The safest place he could hide out were the sanctuaries in the caves. He let out a sigh and prepared to leave, when he heard another drake throwing a rather aggressive fit when he as well could not get in. Faron looked over, eyeing the other dragon as he watched him fuss.

