The following is an exerpt from Cy Dragonstake's Bipedra 2003 hatching.
The next three eggs hatched in a group, depositing three rather different dragons onto the sands. One was from Booyath and Crysion's clutch, a purple dragon with two heads. One looked very much like her granddam, Birana. She was a bipedal green with three heads and silver wings. She watched the candidates with an air of nobility. The last was a rather pretty one, a purpley blue with star marks, three heads, and a silver crown. The purple was the first to move.
He stomped right up to Vash and reached out to tear off part of his pant leg. In front of the astonished ex-dragonrider, the dragon tied the cloth around his head, making a make-shift bandanna. You got a problem with dat? asked the purple mentally.
Vash shook his head as the dragon stalked off. The dragon was near G*non when he caught a glimpse of himself in G*non's shiny armor. WHAT? I'M PURPLE! His eyes bugged out as he turned to look at his tail, his purple tail. What the hell is up with that? he yelled mentally as he flapped his purple wings. This sucks, I'm outta here. With a sweep of his tail the hatchling was gone, or at least would have been if Tenken hadn't grabbed his tail.
"Hey G*non! What should I do with it?" asked Tenken as the dragon strugled to be free.
"Just toss it near the food. If it doesn't want to bond thats its business."
Yeah I don't need no bond, growled the hatchling as he began to tear at the meat. I'm Gangstath and I don't need any of you fools.