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It’s my annoying little sibling, apparently.
Loud. Fussy. Pestering. Irritating. But shockingly loyal. I’m shocked Badger put up with the brat every single day. It’s… almost admirable.
I guess, perhaps, I might’ve as well. They’re not… awful. But I still have my siblings. I shouldn’t get attached to these ones…
…No matter what though, I can’t hate them. At all. They’re entertaining, perhaps. And they never scoffed at me…
They’re …fine, maybe. And that’s all you’ll weasel out of me, so butt out of my business, kindly.
Oh my gosh, that’s my sister! Isn’t she sooo cool? And so like, not Rainwing? The Skywing-est Skywing I ever saw!
No, really. I mean it. I’m the one who shot her with a blow dart the first time she visited the Rain Kingdom, ‘cause I genuinely thought she was an actual Skywing. Took until her scales changed color for me to realize.
And then I convinced her (mayyybeeee a bit forcefully…) to shoot venom at this one leaf, and then I did too and the venom stopped! Guys. We’re so related. And Badger’s venom worked too! We’re so sibling, guys!! I wonder who our parent in common was? It must be the same for all three of us, surely!
And to be honest… I’m kinda jealous! I get it; I’m not sure I like being a Rainwing either…! Even the Nightwings were more entertaining. Even when all the old ones did was mope about how I’m lucky I didn’t have the breath in smoke and fear death every day of my life and when all the young ones just sat around and snacked on fruit and panthers.
Ah. Whoopsies! That might be too much. But whatever! I mean it, and you better know it! Hah! Doncha ever forget they’re a Skywing, or you’ll have to face ME! RAHAHAHAHAHA
My older brother, apparently. From what I’ve gathered, the whole Rainwing tribe raises dragonets; however, he took responsibility over raising his younger sibling. I wonder why?
He has this oddly tired look to his eyes that the other Rainwings don’t have. It seems he doesn’t fit in well, or doesn’t feel at home, or has overworked himself.
He’s quite mature and sensible, and very easy-going. A stark contrast to our younger sibling. He reminds me of my… other brother.
My younger sister, hm? The middle child that went missing.
I bet she would’ve been much happier here. Wouldn’t she? Poor thing has too much on her shoulders. Ah, if only I could’ve kept her safe as well. She seems so… angry. Some boa of hate constricted the life from her heart, it seems, leaving a lost dragonet behind, confused and afraid. I may not have known my little sister, but I get the feeling she wasn’t always like this.
…Really reminds me of our mother. Not that either of them would know, of course.
A great friend. Really great. Even if I won’t say it. The lantern in a sea of shadows.
…Thank you, for everything :)
It’s my pookie pie, Yapok!! <3
She’s a lot sweeter than she acts. Don’t tell ‘em I said that though!
Her smile is so lovely. I do enjoy bringing it out. She’s got the heart of a fighter, and nothing will drag her down. But even a warrior needs to be happy, even if only occasionally! She needs to relax a little. She’s a great friend, I’ll be sure to always be there for her until she finally decides to relax.
I didn’t like him at first.
Still don’t.
…Kidding, of course. Maybe. Perhaps. I guess I just don’t want to admit it. He’s reliable, and a great friend. Quite amusing, even if it may be at your expense…
He’s a bit eccentric at times however, and frankly kind of a show-off. Probably the strongest dragon I’ve ever met, in terms of muscles at least. I watched him punch through metal once. And then he whined about his knuckles hurting, understandably.
Shockingly, he’s still quite smart. Don’t be fooled by the dumb muscle act. He’s very strategic and works brilliant plans out in his head if given adequate time. Combining his head with his strength, he makes quite the daunting opponent.
He’s a loyal companion as well. I’m shocked that he actually wanted to be my friend. And not only that, but risk life and reputation for me. …Although I personally think he only did that because Xenon did.
Yeah, Yapok’s cool with me! A friend of mine, I’d say, whether she holds the same regard or not!
A lot more of a Skywing than the fools who try to jeer at her for being a Rainwing. I think they’re just insecure, since they call me a moron just because I beat all of them in an arm wrestle. They’re just jealous of these guns, and of Yapok’s indomitable spirit! KAHAHAHAHA!!
But yeah. Obviously, I’m just such a good friend; I help both Xenon and Yapok however I can. But who says I can’t poke a little fun, huh? Hah!
Hate.
Seething, loathing, violent rage.
She is responsible for everything that has gone wrong. Everything. It was all her.
It was never really my fault…
I will never rest until this demon takes their final breath, or else I shall be a puppet forever.
The little Skywing. A special little dragonet.
They’ve a heart fiercer than any Skywing, and yet the scales they were born with gives them the desperate and gnawing need to demonstrate their unrelenting will, to prove something to the envious fools around them that already has shown itself to be evident time and time again. Most are threatened that a Rainwing, the laziest tribe, outshines them by far. The green idiots believe their blood is what makes them righteous, the crimson of their scales, the span of their wings.
But not me. I see her for what she truly is.
And that’s what makes her useful. I can control this soldier like nobody else. I know everything about her, and how to bend her to my will. It’s brilliant, truly. There’s a real monster in her heart. It’s quite rare to see a soul so determined and defiant as this— nigh on unbreakable, even. One oh too willing to go so so far just to hold steady to the purposes it believes defines its path.
My actions may seem cruel to you, but I had to assure that my dog couldn’t run away. I put a lot of effort into training her, after all. It’s just… perhaps I should’ve been more focused on being sure that it couldn’t turn and bite its master instead.