1936. Past Breeze
The wind was fickle. That was how Ventus had described wind and air her whole life. When teaching the youngest of dragons or the dragonkin warriors, she would tell them that wind was an adaptable but fickle mana.
The air might be there for you to breathe, but it could change in an instant. The breeze could change and become sharp enough to cut through the very earth beneath their feet. Or it could shift and guide you along the currents toward home. Neither was a guarantee unless you could sense it.
None of this had been taught to her in a timely manner. Compared to the other royal dragons, Ventus had been the one that everyone worried about in her young age. It was expected though. The wind dragons remained in the sky, but Ventus, had her feet firmly on the ground.