@ShyDark_Angel
-https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tOzOD-82mW0
What happens when a SeaWing prince falls in love with a dragon outside his tribe, and a hybrid no less? Well, his mother, Queen Angelfish won't be very pleased to hear about it. That is, if she finds out. Can the prince hide the truth from his judgemental mother, and win the heart of the dragon who's already stolen his?
I'd like to play the hybrid dragon, so if you're okay with playing the prince…
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(And I'd love to do one with you)
(Alright. I can make another one for you, Mosis!)
(Here's my character!)
Name: Scorch
Age: 5
Tribe: NightWing/SandWing hybrid
Gender: Female
Appearance: https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/i/e2dc0252-1efb-42c5-80e4-9edccabf16db/defwdgd-2023b51f-b264-4d67-92be-1e1478fe1cb1.png
Personality: Scorch is distrusting towards others, and maintains an aloof attitude. But underneath her cold and distant personality, she's a fun loving, caring, and loyal dragon who wouldn't mind having a friend.
Backstory: Scorch's father died when she was only a year old, and the young dragonet was left with her mother, who died two years later. Scorch has since been wandering Pyrrhia, stealing whatever she needed to survive, and sometimes selling things back to the dragons she had stolen them from. Her travels took her to the Kingdom of the Sea, where she is currently trying to steal treasure from inside the Summer Palace.
Abilities: Fire, SandWing tail barb, can go for days without food/water, radiates heat from scales
Other: Wears a thin chain necklace with an onyx hanging from it, and a choker with a moon charm.
(Hey- Ima have to drop out-)
Hiya! Sorry I'm so late!
Name: Royal (like the color, and also he's royalty, haha)
Age: 6
Tribe: Seawing
Gender: Male
Appearance: Mostly royal blue, his fins are lavender, and his eyes are a soft gold.
Personality: He's sweet, a little rebellious, and quite the flirt. (But once the turns table, he's a blushy boy)
Abilities: Animus, and Seawing stuff.
Edit + Lore Dump
Eldest son of Queen Angelfish and Mackerel (deceased). Brothers are Spray (5), Stingray (3), and Shell (2).
Queen Angelfish is now married to Pearl.
Pearl has a son named Trout (4) and a female egg due to hatch in a few months who will be named Dewdrop.
(He's so adorable! I love the Princey-boi! <3 Anyway, do you wanna start, or should I?)
(Eenie, meenie, minee…YOU! [GF reference])
(Lol, k.)
Scorch pressed herself against the wall, waiting quietly as two SeaWings walked by. She watched as they disappeared around the corner, then looked around to make sure no one else was coming her way. Satisfied, she carefully crept toward a small pedestal with a pretty little vase sitting on top of it. She could probably sell or trade it for something.
Royal was roaming the halls of the Summer Palace after his history class finally ended. He didn't really know why his mother insisted he memorize every book in the library, but he suspected it was because he was the oldest. If he didn't know any better, he'd say she was preparing him to rule.
But that's silly. She's bound to have a daughter eventually. Not that he didn't love the attention, but he wasn't sure he could rule even if he wanted to.
As he rounded a corner he saw another dragonet. He admired her colors and how graceful she looked for a moment before addressing her. "Oh, hello! What's a beautiful creature like you doing here?"
Scorch jumped at the sound of a voice, looking up to see a SeaWing dragonet watching her. "You really shouldn't sneak up on dragons like that. Who are you, anyway?" She asked, shooting a quick glance at the vase. Maybe I could just grab it and run… She thought, Don't be stupid, he'd probably call for some guards or something.
He bowed his head slightly. "My apologies. It wasn't my intent to startle you." He decided to ignore the fact that she didn't answer his question, and introduced himself. "My name's Royal, and you are?"
"Oh, my name's Nunya." Scorch replied, glancing over her shoulder to make sure no one else was coming. She smirked at Royal, already knowing she was going to enjoy what was about to happen.
"Nunya. A beautiful name for a beautiful lady." He could've sworn he'd heard that word before. "What is that? Isn't that, like, a fruit?" He titled his head in confusion.
"It's short, for none ya business." She answered, "Anyway, I've got to go." She turned and started walking away, sweeping the vase off of it's pedestal with her wing and catching it in her talons. She slid the vase into her bag and glanced back at the SeaWing with a confident grin. "See you around."
"Oh?" Nunya Business? None of your… "Oooooh!" Royal let out a small laugh as she turned away. "You're funny. I like that." he said as he followed her. "Maybe you should put the vase back though. The queen's quite fond of that one." It was only her third favorite, but she would definitely notice it was missing.
"Is she now?" Scorch was suddenly much more interested in selling the vase. If the queen liked it so much, it had to be worth something. "And, what'll happen if I don't put it back? I can easily walk out of this place and go wherever I want from here."
"Well, for one, I could call the guards." Their quarters were just down the hall. They'd be there in no time if he called. But on the other hand…he didn't want to get her in trouble. "It's not worth much anyway. She only keeps it because her eldest made it." he spoke nonchalantly.
Scorch stopped, contemplating what Royal had said. "So, you're saying I grabbed this thing for nothing?" She asked, a bit skeptically. After all, it could just be a trick to get her to put the vase back. "You're sure it's not worth anything?"
"Pretty sure." the Seawing answered. "Although," He paused for a moment. Ignoring the fact that he himself didn't think his work was all that great, in reality it was probably worth a small fortune. "I suppose I might be able to convince the prince to make another one for her, on one condition."
"What condition?" She asked with a curious tilt of her head. Is he seriously thinking of letting me go? This SeaWing was…odd. But Scorch had learned not to ask questions when something like this happened. She could just agree to his terms and get out as fast as she could.
