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Sometimes love is you and the injured nightwing exile you’re hiding in your home.
This is the first animatic that I’ve actually finished! CapCut editors have earned my respect. I don’t like FlipaClip or Procreate Dream so I drew every frame in Ibis Paint and then edited them together ^ x ˕ x ^
These two sillies have been on the brain for a while, so maybe I’ll be making more wof art, who knows!
Skywings Ref
Horns:
Skywings’ horns are light and decorative. Because of this they will not often drill or carve into it like the other tribes.
They will be trimmed down if they are considered to be too heavy but back in the day large and cumbersome horns were a quality of the upper class. So much so that some would graft metal covers that would exaggerate their profile.
Wings:
Skywings have petaled wings that act like flight feathers. They are flexible and sharp along the edge. NO TOUCHING.
Instead of digits or talons along the wing they have a line of spurs that protect the bend of their wings.
Feathers:
Feathers are modified scales; they are strong and flexible like a sheet of thin metal.
Skywings often grow trains that can grow from three locations. It can grow from one or all three locations.
The length and quality of the trains is a sign of status and competence in combat if they are a warrior. Much like a lion’s mane or peacock’s tail, individual health plays a great part in the train’s appearance.
Criminals, lowlifes, orphans, and dragons in subservient positions often have their trains removed via clipping or yanking out. (ouch!)
If a dragon is in a higher social circle and does not grow trains in all locations might find it in them to add feathers. (These can be fabricated, from beloved family members, or trophies from rivals.)
Patterns:
Skywings vary less than the other tribes when it comes to colors, but they do have a number of interesting patterns.
Saturated colors are the sign of a more dominant individual. The brighter they are the better health, mood, and confidence. Or at least that is the general perception.
Each dragon has their own personal range of saturation. What might be considered a “bright” day to them might still look drab to another.
Red is considered the most desirable, especially at full saturation. Yellow and orange often tie in attractiveness. Brown isn’t very exciting but gives off the impression of being a stable if boring person. White is the wild card.
*Blue is exceedingly rare which only one documented individual that was truly blue. All other cases have be dye jobs.
Body Configuration:
Unlike the other tribes Skywings are exclusively bipedal. They never walk on their front talons thus keeping them extremely sharp.
While their hands are perfectly capable of holding things it’s not unusual for a Skywing to pick things up with their feet.
Skywings have unusual vents that resemble Seawings’ gills that they use to take in air without breathing thru their mouth or nostrils. These vents allow Skywings to breathe a continuous stream of fire hotter, farther, and longer than any other. No one is really sure how long a dragon can maintain the stream the longest record is 2 hours straight and only stopped out of boredom.
The vents can also expel fire, if rarely, to help flying and lift off. There is a skill to this, and it needs to be practiced with caution.
Extra:
Storm pattern appear to have correlations to a specific location.
Sky pattern is only uncommon, but the color blue is practically unheard of.
Skywings have shown an ability to change color within seconds, this is associated to levels of emotions. Anger and righteousness make the dragons more saturated, and fear and submissiveness make them duller.
Because of this correlation with brightness higher-class dragons are more saturated overall which causes a false assumption that brighter dragons are more qualified to rule and lead. (They just eat better, are more confident, and are more likely to anger.)
There's a myth that if two Hot Spots have eggs together, they will get a firescales dragonet.
There is a theory that Skywings were the first dragons that the other tribes descended from as they share traits with each tribe that are specific enough not to not shown in any other tribes. Example: Vents= Seawing gills, color change= Rainwing mimicry, etc.
Burn is fighting on the battlefield with the army of the Blister. Scarlet's dragons are also participating in the battle
Wing talon studies! It turned out pretty good, much less awkward than I would've thought. The elbow membranes certainly get a good stretch, though, so they'd have to be heavily specialized to move like that without permanent damage or distortion. How? Who knows! I don't wanna go into tissue studies right now lmao. When there's a will there's a way ☆
Pspsp have some Wof headcanons I made part 1
Vermis I (2023) is a narrative art book by @Plastiboo. It’s a gorgeous and darkly layered homage to a variety of influences, new and old — Souls games, old videogames like Shadowgate, more recent ones like Shadow of the Colossus, perhaps Fighting Fantasy gamebooks, perhaps Warhammer. There are many possibilities. And yet it also stands as very much its own thing, a world unto itself. The book’s central question “Which flesh is your flesh?” goes a long way in establishing the sorts of horrors we’ll find on our journey.
There are two things that really make Vermis come to a diseased sort of life. The first is the decision to arrange the book as if it were a strategy guide for a videogame that doesn’t exist. This allows for the introduction of little icons and hints at mechanical systems without committing to building them, which is an enticement to brains like mine to figure out how they MIGHT work. And by providing level maps and strats for boss fights and profiles of magic items, I wind up playing the game on a meta level, reflexively, through the act of reading. This sensation is strange and unique and made for one of the most memorable book-experiences I’ve had in a long time.
The other thing is the texture of the art, the way everything is buried under pixelation, cathode grain, moire ripples and other distortions. It unifies all the book’s visuals in a sort of murkiness that add an almost painful sense of mystery and danger and inscrutability to the narrative.
Vermis is a dark masterpiece of creeping dread, and anyone who tells you it isn’t a game to be played isn’t to be trusted.
Last Tribe A Day run cycle was today so I decided to combine them all to show the differences!
I will edit later and write the ID for these, I’m on a time crunch and don’t have time to type full descriptions for all of them sorry!!
Tribe a Day: Rainwings!! Last day!
[ID: Sketchy animation of a Rainwing from Wings of Fire running. It’s wings are used as if a third pair of legs, it’s tail is curled at the very end. Its mouth opens and closes in a smile as it runs. The animation is drawn in dark green on light green background END ID]
Icewing model
Tribe A Day: Seawing run!
Goofy galloping fish
Edit:
[ID: a sketchy animation of a Seawing from Wings of Fire running. Its wings are semi folded up but upright as it runs, moving with its body. The art is done with messy blue lines on a light purple background and the 6 frames are numbered. End ID]
Pearl comic part 4 ⚠️ TW fictional child characters hurt & in distress
Previous part:
When No-one hatched, he of course wasn't given the name "No-one". No rational Skywing adult would subject a dragonet to such idiocy. No, they probably named him something nice and appropriate like Ridge, Moraine or maybe Granite. It didn't really matter through, because he didn't keep that name for very long.
He quickly learned that there was something he could do that all the other hatchlings couldn't: Whenever he really, really wanted something, it happened. When he once dropped his favourite shiny rock into a mountain crevice and wished for it to come back, it flew into his claws as if someone down there had thrown it to him. When he wanted to win a race against a fellow dragonet, a bug flew into his opponent's eye and distracted her, making her lose. When he wished he could taste a cut of meat one of the stronger hatchlings had taken for himself, a piece of it slid off as if cut by an invisible knife and slithered towards No-one. Of course, No-one was smart enough to keep this power a secret and to not tell anyone, not even to brag. He was convinced that everyone would want him to share it and do a bunch of stuff for them all the time if they knew about the power. But he couldn't keep it hidden forever.
Once Skywing hatchlings reached a certain age, they were rounded up and brought into a room. That room contained nothing but a candle and some disgruntled soldiers blocking the only exit. One by one, the hatchlings were tasked to sit in front of the candle and "wish for it to be snuffed out". No-one immediately realised that this was a test to find out who had secret powers like him, so he decided to cheat. When it was his turn, he concentrated on the opposite of "snuffing out the candle". Instead of continuing to burn as normal though, the flame shot up towards the ceiling, scaring all hatchlings and making them huddle together in a pile. The adult Skywings fixated No-one with their eyes. He realised that he had screwed up and that the adults would now force him to share his powers with everyone, so he ducked under the soldiers' grasping claws, dashed towards the scared group of hatchlings and wished he could trade places with one of them. After all, once the adults discovered that the other hatchling couldn't do magic at all, they'd probably just let him go. In the ensuing chaos, nobody in the room noticed how one dragonet's deep red scale color instantly faded into orange with yellow speckles, while No-one turned red. The now-orange hatchling was dragged out of the group, screaming, crying, protesting, while No-one and the others were ushered out of the room.
The next years of No-one's life passed by rather uneventfully. He had assumed the other hatchling's identity (whom he didn't see around anymore, for some reason – which made it even easier) and lived an ordinary dragonet life full of training, chores and school lessons. During one lesson, he was taught about animus magic and that it made the user "evil" and "destroyed his soul". This obviously couldn't be true, because No-one was using his magic daily and he wasn't evil. He convinced himself that it was just exaggerated fear-mongering. Still, there was a slight fear starting to settle into the back of his mind. He tried to be more careful with his power, but just couldn't resist using it to get small advantages here and there. No-one was smart about it, but not smart enough: the adult Skywings around him started catching on, noticing the unusual luck that seemed to follow this particular dragonet. Alas, they had no proof that they had an actual animus in their midst – thanks to no small part to their lackluster experience with magic due to their, uh, animus-related zero tolerance policy.
No-one began feeling the pressure. He was plagued by nightmares, first about the adult Skywings discovering him, then they gradually turned more scary, outlandish and violent. In one, he entered the hatchery and commanded rocks to fall from the ceiling and smash the sleeping dragonets' bones. In another, he made a wooden splinter bury itself into the soft flesh of another hatchling's belly to kill it. When he woke up, exactly this had happened to a dragonet sleeping next to him – although the splinter had stopped before causing any major damage –, but luckily everyone just assumed she had just accidentally slept on it. Still, the situation was escalating and No-one had to make a difficult decision.
His plan was simple: 1. Leave the Skywing kingdom undetected. 2. Master animus magic. 3. Find a way to offset this mysterious "damage" to his soul that the magic supposedly caused. The first step was rather easy: He picked out a young, freshly initiated soldier who would definitely be allowed to leave the Skywing territory unsupervised. No-one then took an earring and enchanted it to make the wearer appear as an exact copy of the dragon who was previously touched with it. He then sneakily rubbed the earring on the soldier's tailtip and sprinted away, eager to try out his new spell. After putting it on and looking at his reflection in a puddle, he rejoiced: The soldier, big and strong, stared back up at him. No-one promptly left towards the outskirts, tricking some guards at the border in the process (My weird childish voice? Yeah, I have a sore throat actually).
His new life had begun. It was rather lonely, though. He flew south until he reached the Mudwing kingdom and threw his earring at the first brown dragon he saw sleeping in the mud. Having copied the Mudwing's appearance, No-one felt comfortable enough to explore the territory. The other Mudwings largely paid him no mind, but he did get a few weird questions here and there about where his "sibling group" was, whatever that meant. Away from the prying eyes of other dragons, No-one continued practicing his magic. He made fish jump into his mouth and grass coil around the legs of swamp animals, holding them in place for No-one to catch. But each enchantment he did made the fear and doubt in his mind about his damaged soul worse and worse. He needed to implement step 3 of his plan, quickly. And as luck would have it, an opportunity was about to run into him.
A Mudwing dragonet, barely older than No-one, bumped into him while he was stalking some prey, frazzled and distraught. No-one immediately took notice of that and asked her what was wrong. The Mudwing, a "bigwings" named Tawny, was looking for her younger siblings who loved to run off on their own. She sighed and said that she wished to always know where those naughty dragonets were, so she wouldn't have to worry about looking for them. No-one's ears perked up, as he sensed the opportunity. After making sure no one else was around, he took off his earring to reveal that he wasn't an adult Mudwing at all, but a Skywing dragonet. Tawny was shocked, but he quickly calmed her down and revealed that he was an animus and that he wanted to grant her wish. But seeing as animus magic damaged the user's soul, he wanted to copy her appearance in return and cast the spell in this form to offset the damage to her. Since it was only one spell, she had nothing to worry about. Tawny was unsure – a wish in exchange for just a teeny tiny bit of soul damage? But it was getting dark and her siblings already had a huge head start, so she ignored her worries and accepted. No-one touched her with the earring, put it on and turned into a mirror image of her. He then picked up a rock and enchanted it to become hot when one of her siblings was nearby and then become cold when they moved further away. Tawny rejoiced and put the rock into a pouch tied around her neck. Once she was gone, No-one, still appearing as Tawny, cast a few more spells, and he really did feel different. Lighter. Better. That night, he slept without a single nightmare.
And so, the world opened itself up to No-one with endless possibilities. He travelled the lands, taking on countless appearances and granting wishes in return. Since the spell was very complex, he eventually started writing it down and presenting it to the other party as a contract they had to sign for it to work. Everything went smoothly. However, he did notice one thing: sometimes, one of the appearances in his "collection" would disappear and he was unable change his own appearance into it anymore. He had no idea what caused this, but he wasn't really eager to travel back and find out.
He kept granting wishes to keep a steady supply of appearances. His favourite place to stay was the Rainwing territory, as the weather was pleasant, the food was good and the dragons there were easily convinced to make stupid wishes.
Stonemover is under a bright full moon
"Sunny, wake up. It's finally here." Sunny jolted awake when she heard her father's creaking voice whispered to her. Sunny was still in the dark cave that she stayed with Stonemover to sleep. She caught the sight of Stonemover surprisingly managed to get up by himself, barely. He pressed himself against the rock wall to keep his balance. Sunny could see his legs was shaking, but he didn't give up to fall on his weak legs yet. Dinner, the enchanted fox, tried his best to support him, whining and nudging his snout in him until Sunny got on her legs. "Come. I want to show something for you, but I need your help first. " Stonemover slowly bowed when Sunny hurriedly went under his heavy wings and leaned on him for the support. "Over there." Stonemover gestured at the spot where the bright and cool moonlight from the hole ceiling, kissing the damp rock walls everywhere in their way. Sunny and Stonemover took their time to move slowly and slowly until Stonemover finally bathed under the cool moonlight. He looked up and smiled at the bright white moon that's visible through the hole. Sunny gasped when she heard the loud cracking from his rock scales. The pieces of his rock scales started falling apart to reveal the shiny clear stone, crystal. He used to have very rough and dull rocks on his neck, but now Stonemover moved to expose his beautiful crystal scales. The light reflection happily danced in the moonlight. "After I got that curse, I discovered something beautiful when every full moon I go under, my curse always revealing how I am when I still have hopes for myself."
Please pardon my English, it's not my first language haha. But anyway :] A while ago I want to draw Stonemover for fun and someone suggested that if his stone became crystal and I thought it would be so cool so that's how it ended up like that hehe. So enjoy!
Decided to make some basefills for my oc DoD. Relined bases are by k9pestilence. Image descriptions are in the alt text for each image.
Master teach me your ways of drawing
Your art is cool do you have any tips for drawing dragon or just drawing ?
Thank you!!! I put together a little thing for you anon!
I’m self taught and what works for me might not be good for everyone, but I tried my best to highlight my process if that makes sense?
I start off with usually one large gesture/motion line because I feel that helps add some life to my poses!
I highly recommend using references of course, even though I freehanded these ones, I used a lizard pic for reference for this one here in order to get a better idea of where legs would go in the front. You can also see some of the sketchy shapes I used in the face and how I kept adding to them to get something more structured.
Something that was also really helpful for me in terms of classic dragon wings, is to consider them like hands and/or bat wings, I just treat the wings like that and it’s great for seeing how they interact with everything else. With the short claw being like the thumb, and the others being freakishly long fingers.
And some general things that I like to do for my dragons, is lots of scales and layering for texture. You can get a lot of diversity in your dragons even by using the same basic shapes if you change the scale patterns, horns, eye placement, etc. At least that’s what I like to do!
My best advice though is to just have fun and get weird with it! There’s really no limit as to what a dragon is, so fuck it, give that beast six nostrils and cooling vents, or whatever you want! I am a firm believer in delighting in the process of creation. It’s good to challenge yourself, but a challenge should be fun too methinks.
And that’s my two cents, thanks again!
Jade Mountain Academy students
#3 - Nightwing chapter
The Jade Mountain Nightwing chapter, also known as "the part where Mightyclaws carries the entire weight of the Quartz winglet's canon characterization by himself". There are a bunch of wacky headcanons that have snuck their way on here. Shout-out to the deliberation on Nightwing powers by my partner @flamebringer0.
Moonwatcher
Tribe - Nightwing
Winglet - Jade
Color - Iridescent black and blue
Relatives - none on site
Clawmate(s) - Kinkajou (Rainwing), Carnelian (Skywing)
Favorite subject - Literacy
Least fav. subject - did not disclose
Physical characteristics - three prominent silver-colored scales on face (two adjacent to each eye, one in center of forehead); scale clusters of iridescent blue and green along neck, torso, and tail; small stature, round features with well-defined musculature
Other characteristics - socially subdued, quiet, mother reported history of migraines (suggest keeping stock of pain-relieving herbs on hand in medical cave, monitor hydration habits); appears ostracized from fellow Nightwing students (suggest communication seminar)
Bigtail
Tribe - Nightwing
Winglet - Gold
Color - Dark ash
Relatives - none on site
Clawmate(s) - Pike (Seawing), Flame (Skywing)
Favorite subject - History
Least fav. subject - Science
Physical characteristics - nasal ridge sloped; large stature, uneven distribution of body mass; tail size and length medium to underdeveloped
Other characteristics - body shows signs of extreme long-term malnutrition (suggest dietary seminar and monitoring of food intake); caught bringing bottle of cactus wine into classroom (confiscated, reprimanded after incident but monitor future behavior)
Fearless
Tribe - Nightwing
Winglet - Silver
Color - Charcoal black and red
Relatives - none on site
Clawmate(s) - Sepia (Mudwing)
Favorite subject - History
Least fav. subject - Literacy
Physical characteristics - long dorsal spines; localized reddish accents; stature is noticeably small and thin
Other characteristics - body shows signs of extreme long-term malnutrition (suggest dietary seminar and monitoring of food intake); fixation on Nightwing culture (gently encourage diversifying interests)
Mindreader
Tribe - Nightwing
Winglet - Copper
Color - Charcoal black
Relatives - none on site
Clawmate(s) - Alba (Icewing), Snail (Seawing)
Favorite subject - Cultural Exchange
Least fav. subject - History
Physical characteristics - black teardrop scales adjacent to both eyes; size is average, features appear very gaunt
Other characteristics - body shows signs of extreme long-term malnutrition (suggest dietary seminar and monitoring of food intake); appears socially open and well-adjusted
Mightyclaws
Tribe - Nightwing
Winglet - Quartz
Color - Shadow gray
Relatives - none on site
Clawmate(s) - Barracuda (Seawing)
Favorite subject - Art
Least fav. subject - Anatomy
Physical characteristics - light horns, bent; prominent jawline; small stature with uneven distribution of body mass
Other characteristics - body shows signs of extreme long-term malnutrition, noticeably stressed during meal times (suggest dietary seminar, monitoring of food intake, and counseling); artistically inclined, has started therapeutic painting to cope with post-traumatic stress (at behest of staff)
Secretkeeper Drabble
Word count: 881
There’s probably a lot of mistakes in this wa…
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Secretkeeper had her doubts when she saw the egg, silver and glittery under the moonlight.
Maybe it was just an odd large stone, or maybe it was a rainwing egg that had rolled its way out of its nest. By all accounts she's never actually seen a rainwing egg before, but they had to be bright, right? She had scrounged around the area where she remembered leaving her egg in, no dark, sad gray egg to be found. All paths lead to this shiny silver thing being hers unless a predator snatched the real egg up or some dumb rainwing mistook hers for its own.
And her own instincts have been rather sure that it was hers, or it had just decided that any remotely egg shaped thing was something worth looking after. She had thoughts of this being a mistake, sure she wanted her child to stay away from all the brainwashing back at the island and stay even farther away from the constant looming threat of the volcano. But even so at least Secretkeeper would have the insurance of other nightwings, how at the very least the hatchling in some way would be safe from the outside world. There were at least no predators, or any tribes lingering around at the island.
And the child would have other nightwings there to look after them, they could have friends there. They wouldn’t be lonely.
Secretkeeper pondered and pondered as she held the ‘egg’ in her talons, staring down at it as she was weighing her options. Whether or not she should just keep it here or fly back to the volcano with it, tell everyone the truth and admit to all the lies she had told them. Admit that all the times she went to scavenge around the rainforest she’s actually been checking up on her egg.
But today was the day it would hatch. It wouldn’t be safe to fly around with an egg about to burst open at any second. But it also wouldn’t be safe to leave a little hatchling to be out on their own in a dangerous forest with beasts and other tribe dragons. Especially those little scavengers wrangling about. But they also would be fed all the time with all the little animals and fruit just lying around. They wouldn’t have to constantly worry about a volcano exploding at any second, they wouldn’t have to breathe in smoke for their entire lives. And if they hid well enough they wouldn’t have to worry about any animals snatching them.
The rainforest was far colder and likely more dangerous than the volcano but at least there were ways to work around the danger, there was lava everywhere at the island, and the threat of eruption was constant.
Secretkeeper’s thoughts had been interrupted as she felt the egg move in her talons, cracks forming as slowly but surely the shell split apart. She stared at it, wide eyed and filled with wonder. She’s been to hatchings before, but this one. This was hers.
As it continued to shake and break apart, chirps came out from it. Quiet, small little noises. As the shell continued to crack all around, the little hatchling inside fighting their way out. Secretkeeper continued to stare as the egg hatched in her talons, the cracks continuing to form around the side of the egg.
Until eventually, a little hatchling made its- her way out.
Secretkeeper has seen hatchlings before. They were always the color of rock or smoke, sometimes even lava. Various shades of gray with some red here and there. But out of all those hatchlings, out of all the dragonets of the tribe. She can't think of one that’s had even a single star on them.
Her little hatchling, dark scaled and round, tiny little wings that would flap in earnest as she squeaked up at Secretkeeper. Even with how dark her scales were they had swirls of color in them, most noticeably hues of greens and blues, not unlike a galaxy. Actually, as Secretkeeper glances up at the sky and back down at her hatchling, they looked quite alike. It was as if a piece of the night sky had fallen down.
And the stars, she harbored so many of them. Little specks of silver all across her body. With as much as she’s seen and known, stars were only present on nightwings who’ve ventured outside of the volcano frequently like the ones tasked with surveying the rainforest. But even then, none of them ever had this many. The stars they had were always sparse, few to the point where they would be easy to count in quick succession.
But her little one had so many, a freshly hatched dragonet with so many stars, it was almost mesmerizing to look at. A little galaxy in her talons.
Her little Moon.
hah .. despicable me😈
Content
Jade Mountain Academy students
#1 - Seawing chapter
Part one of my attempt to draw all the students of Jade Mountain Academy. Keep in mind that a lot of these have virtually no usable character information available beyond one or two short quotes, especially the poor sods in the copper and quartz winglets. That means some of this data is going to be made up and will likely conflict with any established popular headcanons. Just trying to make sense of this for myself.
With that out of the way:
Turtle, Prince
Tribe - Seawing
Winglet - Jade
Color - Jade green
Relatives - Princess Tsunami (sister), Princess Anemone (sister)
Clawmate(s) - Umber (Mudwing)
Favorite subject - Literacy
Least fav. subject - Exercise
Physical characteristics - luminous markings: large, polygonal, interlocking; royal wing markings; average size, slightly overweight
Other characteristics - socially subdued, low confidence
Pike
Tribe - Seawing
Winglet - Gold
Color - Lapis blue
Relatives - Barracuda (cousin)
Clawmate(s) - Bigtail (Nightwing), Flame (Skywing)
Favorite subject - Cultural Exchange
Least fav. subject - Science
Physical characteristics - luminous markings: small to medium size, jagged; minor scarring; unusually small stature, lean and wiry
Other characteristics - unusual attachment to Princess Anemone, socially aggressive (suggest counseling), prone to self-injury (suggest monitoring)
Anemone, Princess
Tribe - Seawing
Winglet - Silver
Color - Baby blue
Relatives - Princess Tsunami (sister), Prince Turtle (brother)
Clawmate(s) - Ostrich (Sandwing)
Favorite subject - Exercise
Least fav. subject - History
Physical characteristics - rings of petal-shaped patches around eyes; royal wing markings; pink accents in wings and webs; small stature, average weight
Other characteristics - animus wielder (necessitates close behavioral monitoring), socially domineering (possible maladaptive coping response, suggest counseling)
Snail
Tribe - Seawing
Winglet - Copper
Color - Seafoam green
Relatives - none on site
Clawmate(s) - Alba (Icewing), Mindreader (Nightwing)
Favorite subject - Exercise
Least fav. subject - History
Physical characteristics - curly horns; luminous markings sharp and vibrant; strong hindlegs, stature and build otherwise average
Other characteristics - fastest swimmer
Barracuda
Tribe - Seawing
Winglet - Quartz
Color - Violet blue
Relatives - Pike (cousin)
Clawmate(s) - Mightyclaws (Nightwing)
Favorite subject - did not disclose
Least fav. subject - did not disclose
Physical characteristics - luminous markings sharp and jagged; dark stripe patterns on neck scales; large stature
Other characteristics - socially outgoing, most enigmatic
Hybrid Greatness headcanon
Headcanon time! Have you ever wondered why Queen Battlewinner, completely alone, without guards, went on patrol of her state? Don't you think it's extremely dangerous to put the monarch in danger? Then why did she fly on patrols? Well, this headcanon provides the answer. A long time ago, Queen Battlewinner actually went to the continent. And suddenly, on the border with the Icewing kingdom, she meets a cheerful, charming icewing. Although Battlewinner was very loyal to her kingdom, she decided to give icewing at least a chance to survive. As a result, they became friends and later fell in love with each other. Battlewinner began to sometimes run away from the island, justifying it as a “patrol”, in order to meet her lover again. Arriving more and more on the continent, near her beloved dragon, around fresh air and an abundance of food, Battlewinner began to have ideas that not only she was worthy of this, but also her people. Then the idea of completely relocating nightwings to other territories arose in her. Time passed and Battlewinner became a queen. She and her beloved icewing had an egg. They both didn't know what to do with it. Both icewings and nightwings will not have a warm reception for the hybrid baby. There is a conflict between Battlewinner and her lover because the nightwing queen wants to kill her unborn child because it could start a major conflict. The next day, Battlewinner flies back to the place where she and icewing met, however... her lover was not there. Suddenly an unknown icewing arrived, who knew about the relationship between Battlewinner and her lover (he was later expelled for a forbidden relationship and “betrayal”). Icewing attacked her and almost killed her. Then you know the story. Battlewinner was in terrible condition to conceive a new heir and in the end... there was only one hybrid Greatness left, which was the only heir. Battlewinner forced her daughter to cover her white scales with ash so that no one would know about her hybrid origin. Even Greatness herself did not know for a long time that she was a hybrid. Her mother told her that it was a scale disease, and that the ash would be able to make her scales normal (although Greatness has more icewing traits, but they are not very visible). Battlewinner believed that her lover had betrayed her and sent someone to kill her. She began to believe that other tribes, especially icewings, were cunning and hostile to nightwings. She told Greatness that she was forbidden to leave the volcano, until nightwings will be was relocated, because there were too many evil minds on the continent. Once the princess tried to escape to the continent, but during the war, she was badly wounded in the stomach, and in the end she was only convinced by her mother's words that other tribes should be feared. As a result, at the end of the story, Greatness lives like an ordinary nightwing, no longer hiding her white spots on her scales.
I think it would’ve been cool if Starflight had powers, particularly foresight.
Not because I want him to be really powerful, but because I think it would make his story a little more dynamic. Imagine being a dragonet of destiny, and every moment you’re alive you’re haunted by this vision or that of you or your guardians or your friends dying.
Imagine Starflight trying to convince Clay and Tsunami not to leave the cave- not because he hates Glory- because he’s seen so many visions where they leave and either Scarlet kills them on sight or has them lead her back and kill them all or puts them all in the arena and then they die there and they MAYBE have a better chance of sneaking out another way. Imagine him trying to convince the DoD to stay in the rainforest because it’s the first time in his life he’s not seeing death spelled out for one or more of them at every corner. Imagine him being pushed off more and more because nothing has happened to them, everyone survives, and he keeps trying to convince them up until the volcano explodes and he gets blinded.
Imagine him being angry at Fatespeaker. Just a little bit. She gets to talk about her “visions” with little resistance, and they’re all about dinner or something fun and not at all about evil queens or drowning in underground caverns or how close you are to death at all times. Imagine him finding common ground with Fierceteeth over it. Maybe she still doesn’t like him, doesn’t forgive him for living a “better” life than her, but sympathizes with him on the idea of constantly being wary of your life being in peril.
And that’s just about the foresight. I can’t imagine mind reading would help much either.
Sorry for the long tangent, I just think it would be a cool idea to see. Unfortunately we never will in canon.
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Tui was doing something with the IceWings. A society in which children are taught from a young age that their only value and worth is their strength and ability to serve the kingdom. They are put through rigorous testing where only the best of the best will get through and live a half-decent life, whilst the ones deemed "weak" get pushed to the side. The sensitive. The disabled. The ones who wish to live in a place anywhere else. They are put out of sight, in small villages at the cusp of the borders. They get ignored and are left to rot without care or support from the upper-class. Why should they? To the higher circles, they're lazy and weren't hatched with such talents like them. Not to mention the wall, which further isolates them. IceWings are taught that anybody different than them are uncultured. That they aren't as sophisticated or regulated as they are. Practically animals, those other tribes. It keeps them contained in a bubble where they're blind to others, continuing to believe that their life of circles and strict rules is the best way to live.
Then, we see Winter and Snowfall. They were both victims of this system. Winter, a kind and loyal soul, had his feelings be repressed and beaten out of him. He developed a cold exterior as a means to fit in with the others. Yet, as he learns more about the Jade Winglet and the other tribes, he softens. Warms up. Drops that facade of some haughty and noble IceWing prince and shows that he is quite sweet and caring. Snowfall has to try and lead this warped and distorted world. She's paranoid and an anxious wreck since the death of her mother, scared and afraid that she'll let everyone down. In a system like this, the fear of failure is very real as even the slightest mistake will be punished. In the end, through learning through others and realizing the flaws in her tribe's society, she decides what's truly best is breaking down those walls that they put up and destroying it all entirely. They will build a new society from the ground up, one where dragons are seen as more than simply tools to exploit for war.
It's a very on the nose metaphor, but honestly I do kinda love it a lot.
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