You are fury embodied and everyone knows. You keep your hoard to yourself and seldom make allies with other dragons, let alone lowly humans. You scorch the earth wherever you roam and your claws are feared by all. The fury is not eternal though. You know how to lower the flames and allow people with pure and kind intentions to see the real you. It takes some time, and a whole lot of bribes, but eventually you let your flames turn to embers around those you trust. Pain is only caused by more pain, you hurt others because you were hurt. This does not make you bad or unworthy of the love others have shown you. Allow the flames to shape you into being better, let them burn away all the cruel memories you keep and watch as the ashes of your hurt drift away into the wind.
