Evren hatched in the Mud Kingdom, along with her brother (Anonymous) and her cousin (Perenne). Their parents were absent from their hatching, of course - her mother, Sobremesa, returned several hours later, with the intention to check on the eggs...only to find three newly hatched dragonets, mewling for food and viciously tearing apart the nest.
The dragonethood that followed was an unhappy one. Even though Evren was her mother's favourite and so got the choicest delicacies at the dinner table, she was still forced into a brutal regime of battle training and brought up with the idea that all dragons were evil and vehemently ruthless.
Her father (Saudade) was a subdued, distant figure in her life. She blames him for not protecting Anonymous and Perenne from Sobremesa's cruel talons - and she blames herself for the same reason.
The guilt of a bystander - a bystander who did nothing but watch as Perenne was thrown against a wall, as Anonymous was thrown into a battle pitted against a SandWing general. Her guilt is still with her, to this very day - she wishes more than ever that she could reach back into time and change history.
By the age of four she had already participated in two battles and three border skirmishes - all of these which resulted in a horrid wound or a brutal scarring. She couldn't walk properly by the age of six, and on her seventh birthday she was permanently injured during a vicious fight against several IceWing trespassers.
Sobremesa turned on Evren, then. "You aren't my daughter," she hissed as she shoved the young hybrid out into the streets of Sanctuary. "You were never my daughter. You are weak, you are worthless...don't you dare come back, don't you dare show your face again..."
Crying quietly to herself, feeling the crushing weight of her mother's disapproval, Evren fled from Sanctuary, along with her cousin, Perenne - the young IceWing chose to pursue Evren, leaving Anonymous behind in the clutches of Sobremesa.
The two made their way to the MudWing swamps, where they remained for several years - trying to avoid trouble and keeping their heads down. They were forced to live in a state of constant travel, of constant fear. Being an IceWing, Perenne was hardly welcome in MudWing territory, even if she had been raised among them since the day of her hatching.
On the eve of Evren's ninth birthday, the two were ambushed by a platoon of SandWings and RainWings - a small wing of assassins known as the "Darkbringers," hired by Sobremesa to hunt them down. The intention was to bring the two back alive (or kill Perenne, Sobremesa didn't particularly care).
The cousins attempted to fight them off. It was a brutal and unfair battle - the only thing that saved them from getting killed thEpoch n and there was Sobremesa's task to bring them back alive.
One of the Darkbringers - a young RainWing female who couldn't have been a day older than seven years - shot a blast of venom at Perenne, in a vain attempt to subdue the IceWing. The venom would have hit the entire upper half of Perenne's body if Evren hadn't shoved her cousin aside and took the blow herself.
Horribly disfigured, horribly injured and fading into unconsciousness, Evren could only lay there as the Darkbringers wrestled Perenne to the ground. They dismissed Evren as dead - what dragon could survive that amount of poison? - and so returned to Sobremesa with a kicking and screaming Perenne.
Evren was eventually discovered by Epoch, a young NightWing gardener who had been on his annual trip to Possibility. She could only moan several unintelligible words as the NightWing cautiously checked her injuries - he had no idea what could heal her, and so was forced to resort to his wits - dragging the hybrid into a nearby swamp, he sloppily tried to wash her scales of the venom.
He knew that he wasn't nearly strong enough to bring her all the way back to the Rain Kingdom, though - so Epoch decided to remain for a little while, nursing Evren back to health and supplying her with food and water. When she was finally strong enough to raise her head, he fashioned a set of clumsy leg braces (he was quite proud of them at the time, though) that would aid her with her mobility issues.
Work in progress!