Buttercup

“Buttercups are poisonous, and so am I, dear.”

Buttercup was a fairly normal leafwing at birth, other than his eyes, but everyone said that wouldn’t change anything.
His family wasn’t what I’d say supportive, but they lived him over his 2 siblings, a younger sister and brother.
He was born into being a poisonwing
He didn’t talk much as a child, a little more but still not a lot as a teen, but he has a deep voice.

He was dedicated to protecting his tribe from the evils outside and in the forest. He was one of the top of his class in training, interrogation, and plant identification.
He didn’t believe that hivewings were evil, but he never thought they where nice.

In an incident with a hivewing and a silk wing to test If anything in the remaining forest providied better treestuff, he got into a battle with the hivewing and lost one of his fangs, which he has replaced with a hollow golden one he keeps small things in.

He was one of the best leafwing they had, as he threatened anyone due to his size and direct voice.

There’s a small patch of what people call buttercups (much like the ones from undertale) there’s a river nearby and he likes laying there as his yellow blends in with the flowers