The silver savage
The silver savage is what is referred to as an ancient. An 'ancient' is a dragon over a thousand times the size of a full grown dragon, and are from olden times(before recorded history). An ancient lives for many millions of years, and they hibernate for about a thousand. When they wake up, they cause catastrophic damage to everything around them as they hunt for a few hundred years before hibernating again. Ancients also have impenetrable scales, like steal armor, and as the name implies, the silver savage has silver scales.
The silver savage was also a female. Her claws were curved like a crescent moon, and she had curved spikes on the end of her tail. She had a very defined mussel structure, and her eyes were golden.
The silver savage is believed to have been the last of her kind. When she awoke, she attacked many millions of innocent dragons, but was stopped by a ragtag team of heros known as, the prosperous. They organized a plan of war against the silver savage, which required the participation of every sentient creature on the content(mostly the dragons). It was the first time in history(recorded or otherwise) that all the dragon countries came together to defeat a common enemy. No matter what religion, what element, what gender… they stood side by side in battle, fighting for the common good. Many of the dragons perished, but in the end, it wasn't the cannons, spears, or even the elemental attacks that brought the silver savage to her knees.
When all seemed lost, the prosperous stepped up, and they tried to use some kind of incantation to weaken the ancient, but instead, something remarkable happened. Each of them had something of value with them. When I say something of value, I don't mean something like gold or gems, I mean something of personal importance to each member of the prosperous. Something that they obtained that reminded them to be loving, charitable, loyal, determined, forgiving, wize, honest, tranquil, hopeful, brave, and responsible.
Each of their items, these talismans, started to glow, and a magic beam connected them in a circular form around the silver savage, and they vanquish the evil beast. No one knows exactly what happened that day, or what happened to the silver savage, but one thing is for sure. The prosperous were heros, and their tales of triumph and victory would not stop their.