"...Well, when I was around 16 or so, I was pressured into fighting a primal wyvern in the caves near where I was born.  The one I fought gave me this stupid souvenir since my scales still weren't hard enough, but as I aged, tougher scales covered the scarred ones, and the rest was history.  Sorry if you got worried when you saw this, Zaana," Nova explained, soothingly rubbing his hand along her cheek.