The Dragoness Soteria

This is just a quick story I came up with. Written by Fish. Please enjoy. Loosely (but barely) based off of Soteria from Greek mythology. Please share what you think about this in the comments, questions you have, how you think it can be improved, etc.
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"Mother, please tell me the story again, the one about Soteria," the five year old dragonet begged her mother.
Her mother yawned, "Dear, it's time for bed." She sniffed, small plumes of fire shooting from her nostrils.
The dragonet would not hear it though, she wanted to hear the story again. She flapped her red, SkyWing wings indignantly, "Please!"
"Fine."
There was a dragoness named Soteria. Well, we believe she was a dragoness, but we do not know for certain. She was larger than every other tribe, she had snow white scales that seemed to glow, and she wore a laurel wreath on her head. That is all that is certain, everything else is a guess, based off someone else's story. No one knows what tribe she came from, most dragons guess IceWings, because of her scales. But everything about her was so different from the tribes, that she may as well have been a SkyWing. That's what I think she was, only a SkyWing would have been so brave, and so strong. 
No dragon living at that time could recall seeing Soteria as a dragonet, or even hearing about parents expecting an egg, one day, she just flew out of the mountains (though it is lost specifically which mountains) fully grown, but even larger than all the other dragons. She was twice their size. Maybe even bigger than the legend, Darkstalker himself. 
During the time Soteria emerged from the mountain, a great war was going on throughout Pyrrhia. Every single tribe was waging war against each other, and dragons were dropping like flies. 
Soteria recognized the war, and she couldn't understand how dragons could fight each other, they were the same, weren't they? Even if they were different sizes and different colors? Soteria decided she would try to stop as many battles as she could. She was larger than other dragons, so she thought maybe she could scare them off with her size. 
Soteria would hover over battles, and slowly descend upon them, and dragons would scatter. Some stayed and tried to fight her, but their tiny spears just bounced off her large, unbreakable scales. 
After she did this many times, dragons who wanted peace started worshipping her, seeing her as some kind of goddess of salvation, here to deliver them, and stop the war that was going on. Gradually word spread, more and more dragons were worshipping her, and she became a beacon. 
She didn't even have to ask the rulers of Pyrrhia to end the battles, she would simply fly around their castles, and they would see it as a symbol of peace, and that they should stop fighting.
But as quickly as Soteria came, she disappeared. One day she flew back towards the mountains she had emerged from and she was never seen again.
"But dragons still worship her and see her as a symbol of peace, when peaceful meetings between kingdoms are held, they will first call upon Soteria, and you find art of her almost anywhere," the mother ended her story, looking back towards her daughter, but the dragonet was already fast asleep.
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