Vesta

The brightly coloured fire fairy basked in the rays of the dying sun. The muted pinks and oranges of the sky enhanced her long, orange-red hair and gave her pale skin a healthy glow. Her pink eyes seemed to sparkle with tiny flames as she watched the sun flare up one last time and then fade away. 
Hungry for more, Vesta looked for more places she could go. She'd been born just a few years ago, appearing from the remnant warmth and light of extinguished flames. And she felt most at home in the last rays of the sun setting. In fact she liked that moment so much that she strove to perpetually live in it. 
Which meant a lot of dimension hopping. It cost her power, but she refilled her reserves each time she was caught by the light of the setting sun so the continuous teleporting proved to be a good training. Vesta knew she'd gotten stronger. In fact she had gotten bigger too. She'd started out as a pixie, barely larger than a human hand. At her current power she was just above knee-height for a human and if she wanted, she could show herself to them. Although she hardly made the effort as she had little use of them. 
Vesta did wonder if she would keep growing. Would she one day dwarf humans as they now dwarfed her? She somehow doubted it. There probably wasn't a sun large enough to give her enough rays to feed a form that big. But just thinking of such a glorious sunset made her tremble and dream. 
Her fiery wings blazed a bit brighter and off she was, headed for her next sunset. 
Vesta reappeared over a large, snowy plain. The temperature was cold, but that didn't matter. Her power kept her warm and the golden sun was just starting to descend, promising her a glorious amount of energy. Vesta basked and bathed in it's power and sighed as it gave her that final flare of bright light.
Just as she wanted to move on, something peculiar happened. A bright white reptilian headed out for the plain. The creature called and others joined it. Excited Vesta realised she must be watching dragons, or several variants of the mythical creature. This was the first time she'd ever gotten close to another creature as magical as she was. Elves and fairies hardly ever met up. But apparently dragons did.
Vesta watched as the creatures ran and some flew. The energy of the frenzy caught her interest and she followed without a second thought.
The sun had vanished completely but every dragon had mated. Vesta couldn't help but feel an immense pull on her being to remain here and see what would happen. It was as if something had called her to witness this. Fate maybe. Or something equally mysterious. Vesta knew but one thing. Her destiny waited here and she needed for it to awaken and call her. 

Hatching
“It’s time” came the telepathic call to any who would hear it.
Candidates, spectators and officials all hurried to the designated place in the Drift. The drak mothers still had their wings screening their eggs from view, and dozens of the hundred or more visible eggs were rocking where they sat, the little dragons within working on the double to out and find their One. Though not all of these would need to bond to survive.
Eggs hatched one after the other, the resulting hatchlings showcasing a myriad of features, colours and patterns, though with the expected white and snowflakes being the most abundant. Trying to follow the hatchlings soon became impossible as they mixed with the novos.
In the dark corner, a pinkish wher pushed free of her shell, and stepped out to where people could see her. Her hide shone like the gemstone her rank was named for - pearl - and she had white stockings, wingsails, and other markings. Not a single one of her clutchmates had been plain solid colors, and it didn’t look like they were likely to be at this point.
A second wherling came out of the shadow and stood beside her. This one had rosettes, like some of their siblings, but was a true orangey copper rather than red like the twins. She seemed to be about the same size as the pearl - not that there was much deviation between the sizes of mid-ranks to start with, but broader in the shoulders. Both wherlings stood and looked out into the brightness, trying to spot their people before moving out there.
The pearl wher had found her way around the sands to the one she wanted. The fairy, Vesta, who had sunset after sunset in her mind’s eye.
‘Beautiful.’ The wher said softly. ‘Sunset pretty like Vesta.’
The fairy turned to look at the pinkish wher, and while the wher wasn’t herself sunset coloured, the remnants of a thousand sunsets were caught in the sheen of her hide.
‘Am Vesk. You like?’

Stats
Name: Vesk
Colour: Pinto Pearl
Gender: Female
Species: Guard Wher
Parents: Hvarsk & Zirask
Origin: Ryslen Flurry 2021-2023
Size: 5.5 feet at the shoulder
Personality: Calm, introspective and friendly.
Abilities:
   *Telepathy
   *Telekinesis
   *Teleportation
   *Heat Sensing
   *Radiation Sensing
   *Gliding

Adults
"It's safe to come out!" Vesta called.
She and Vesk had come to an easy and effective routine over the years. Though Vesk was too sensitive to watch the sunset, she could appreciate it through vesta's eyes. And though Vesta couldn't live in the sunset moment like she had before, she now did have someone to talk to about the beauty.
For now the two of them travelled, looking for that one perfect spot where they could enjoy a beautiful sunset, followed by a long night and then a short day. Or maybe they would find a place that truly had an eternal sunset. But they weren't there yet.
"Beautiful again." Vesk commented.
"Yes, but I can show you better sunsets."
"Always busy." Vesk chuckled.
The wher did like how her bond wanted to show her things. But sometimes they could stay a bit longer in one place. Because Vesk knew that no night was the same, even when staying in the same place. She wanted to show her bond that beauty too. How watching changes could be a wonder too.
"I know big crater. Should make pretty sunsets!" Vesk said.
And not much later they were where Vesk figured they might stay for a while.

Vesta is a candidate at The Ryslen Flurry 2021
Backgrounds found with google long ago.

Lantessama Isle