Misty

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| intro
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She was on her own.
The SeaWing blinked wearily but stayed curled up in a ball, not able to summon quite enough energy to rise. The morning sunlight was syrupy and golden, but today the rays felt stabbing instead of enlightening, burning instead of warm. Everything felt harder without the love of her life by her side.
She rubbed her eyes and pulled herself into a sitting position, the silence of the otherwise-empty room humming in her ears. She never thought she'd say this, but...
"I miss him," she said out loud. "I miss him. I miss him. I miss him." The words rolled off her tongue as easily as if they were her life's only purpose, but they did nothing to ease the persistent ache in her heart. "I needed him," she tried, but this new phrase was, too, lacking the ring of truth she wanted to feel.
For a moment, she entertained the thought of hunting him down and asking him to come back. Forget his possessiveness, his controllingness. Nothing could be worse than the beast of loneliness inside her that was rearing its ugly head.
Then she heard the sound that changed her life: laughter.
Granted, it wasn't the loud, raucous laughter that she usually heard. It was the soft stifled giggle of a dragonet, quiet in the golden light of early morning. More followed, muffled but distinct at the same time. A smile crept over her face as she listened to her dragonets, moving on with their lives when she couldn't do the same with her own.
Strength pierced through her head and right to her soul, lighting up the nerves like fireworks against a dark night sky. She could barely believe the amount of sheer determination rising in her brain, more than she had felt in years. She felt like a knight as she bounded out of bed with renewed energy, but she wasn't rescuing anyone: her dragonets had rescued her, extending small talons through the haze of despair. She had a brain to think with, a body to work with, and mostly importantly, a heart to love with; there was no use in letting them go to waste. 
For all her life, she had been the one who needed saving. The one who needed help. But she didn't want to be the damsel in distress anymore, waiting for the "right one" to come along. Not anymore.
Finally, Misty thought with a stab of determination, it was time to become the hero of her own story.
Misty 	Misty
 	
Artist 	Venus
Background Information	Background Information
Creator 	Stardust
Main Attributes 	Passion / selflessness / kindness / gentleness / humility / quiet strength / determination / endless reserves of love
Elemental Attribute 	Ocean
Theme Animal 	Doe
Theme Colors 	Navy blue / deep teal / seafoam green / aquamarine / creamy white / the color of the ocean at dawn
Aesthetics 	Feathers / clouds / pixie dust / seafoam / gentle waves / warm hugs / loving letters / fairy lights / a gentle breeze / dewdrops
Theme Songs 	Soldier - James TWFall On Me - A Great Big World
MBTI Personality 	ISFJ-A (the Defender)
Character Information 	Character Information
Age 	15 D.Y., 37 H.Y.
Gender 	Female
Occupation 	Pediatric nurse
Orientation 	Panromantic heterosexual
Tribe 	SeaWing
Goal 	To give her dragonets a good life
Residence 	Marmoris - a small fishing village in the Bay of a Thousand Scales
Nicknames 	Mist, Nurse Misty
Relatives 	Triton (father), Aethia (mother), Kraken (former husband), Siren (daughter), Leviathan (son)
Allies 	Dragons who are kind
Enemies 	Anyone who dares to hurt her loved ones
Likes 	Helping with her talents, making dragons happy, her dragonets, long walks on the beach, calm evenings at home, helping others feel loved
Dislikes 	Violence, cruelty, her feathery gills, dragons who manipulate others, dishonesty, hot temperatures
Weapons 	Weak underwater breathing, weak glowscales, powerful night vision
Ships 	Misty + being strong and independent
Quote 	kill 'em with kindness, love. well, don't actually kill them. i suspect you'd get in lots of trouble for that.
| appearance
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She moves like a swan, all slender limbs and elegant motions. She carries herself with an undeniable grace, almost never tripping, beautiful in everything she does. Heads turn when she walks into the room, dragons gape at her alluring beauty. This SeaWing is absolute perfection.
Yep, that's definitely not Misty.
In reality, Misty is quite small and scrawny, but not in a "petite" way - more like a "I wish I could grow bigger because everyone's taller than me and I look malnourished" way. She is almost completely healthy. Her build is just naturally short and quite bony, making her look like the slightest gust of wind could tip her over.
Misty's build is slightly different from other SeaWings' stocky ones, partly because of her overall thinness. She lacks the compact physique for her body and the thick tail, both being skinnier than a healthy dragon's. Her legs are also far less muscled and fold out slightly, making her look a little bowlegged.
Oddly enough, because of a genetic mutation, Misty lacks the webs on her talons. (Another effect of this mutation is the lack of the two small tendrils dangling from the bottom of her chin.) Instead, they look like the feet of a land-dwelling dragon: bare claws, no membrane. This alone would make her a clumsy swimmer, but she has to deal with another issue as well: external gills.
Similar to an axolotl, Misty's gills protrude outward, sticking out from her neck instead of looking like the usual slits in her scales. They take the appearance of soft, thistle-pink feathers because of the thin filaments protruding from them. Some dragons may say that they're pretty, but Misty thinks otherwise: they're fragile and sensitive, often leading to fleeting pains when they make contact with something. In addition, they prevent her from breathing in dirty or salty water, so she can really only use them in relatively clean freshwater.
Light powder blue colors Misty's mainscales, the color of the ocean when the sun is just beginning to rise. A row of pale steel blue scales lines the top of her spine. Another row, the same color, separates her mainscales from her underscales.
The scales covering Misty's belly are almost completely white, but one would only notice that they were closer to cream than white if they were to really look closely. Her horns and talons are almost the exact same shade, except for a tint of pearly pink that gives them a nearly-opalescent appearance.
The palest of pinks is displayed in Misty's wing membranes and other fins, and when the sun shines through them, undercurrents of silver are revealed. Her glowscales, being oddly weaker than most, only light up slightly, emitting a faint glow that's just barely enough to see by. They are the same color as her gills - thistle-pink - and the light they produce is baby pink.
One of her strangest features may be her eyes: unlike the sapphire blue Misty dreamed about as a child, they're plain, boring brown. Her eyes are slightly over-sized for her head and the color of a deer's fur, not that Misty has ever seen one. Seemingly to make up for her other physical ailments, Misty's night vision is exceptionally strong.
Despite her many weaknesses, Misty holds her head high in public, not afraid to make bold eye-contact with anyone else. She often has a medical kit slung over her shoulder, a mark of her desire to do good in the world that goes deeper than anything else.
| personality
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In almost all ways, Misty's personality is rather ordinary.
In public, she often prefers to hang out by herself instead of chatting up a storm like some of her friends do, but she won't shy away if a conversation is struck up with her. Misty actually does enjoy social interaction and connecting with other dragons, although she sometimes doesn't show it. She has an easy way of talking that just makes others want to open up to her, a big part of which is her knack for emotional situations. Misty isn't shy in any way, but she isn't extroverted either - one could call her a quiet social butterfly.
Misty is rather dreamy and tends to drift off when she's not paying attention, lost in her imagination about what could have been. Hindsight is probably one of her worst qualities, since she often looks back at her past with nothing but regret. She's definitely a perfectionist and often wishes she "could have done that", wondering if it would have made others happier in the long run. Misty tends to come down hard on herself, criticizing herself much harder than she criticizes others. 
In fact, she rarely speaks ill of anyone else at all, always trying to be as kind as she can. This means that she'll sometimes outright lie - excuse me, fib - to other dragons' faces, saying that "that look is wonderful on you" or "you really are a talented artist" when it couldn't be farther from the truth. Misty often dances around other dragons' feelings, trying not to hurt them for the sake of keeping them happy.
If not supportive, Misty is nothing. She opens up easily and places her trust in dragons within a few minutes of meeting them, meaning she has a lot of "friends". No matter what her loved ones do, she will be there for them, supporting even their most foolish decisions. Often she'll talk about a dragon she just met as if she's known them her whole life, which can be infuriating to some. She will almost always choose empathy over logic, going for the "kind way" instead of the "right way". This leads to conflicts sometimes, which she absolutely hates.
When it comes to arguments, Misty has an interesting way of coping - or rather, two interesting ways. If a dragon insults her, she'll act a bit like a doormat, lying down and letting them stomp all over her (figuratively, of course). Despite her emotional intelligence, Misty has a tendency to believe whatever other dragons tell her, a sign of her inner naivety. She often takes cruel words to heart, wondering what she might have done to warrant the insults and retreat to mope for several days.
However, if her loved ones or her core beliefs are insulted, Misty turns from a gentle spirit to a SeaWing with a heart of fire. Speak harshly of her family or friends, and the serenity in her voice will immediately become as solid as steel. She's not very good at flat-out insulting dragons, so she'll often try to build up the target even if they're not there, praising their admirable qualities until they're almost equivalent to a figure that should be worshipped. She has the habit of overlooking the flaws of others and giving them infinite second chances, almost not knowing how to hold a grudge.
Misty's attention and love can sometimes be smothering to other dragons, compounded by the fact that she really doesn't know when to lay off. Although she herself is very private, this trait comes naturally to her, and she often doesn't realize that she's keeping things to herself. As a result, she is a true mom friend, not a big fan of change and usually stamping new things out before they even begin. 
Misty isn't a big fan of risks, preferring to keep everything under control. She's constantly asking her loved ones questions like "are you okay with this?" and "why didn't you tell me?" and "for Coral's sake, stop eating!" Misty wants to make sure her friends and dragonets have the absolute best life they can, but she just doesn't seem to realize that their idea of a good lifestyle couldn't be farther from her idea of a good lifestyle.
She may love to imagine new things, but when it comes to actually incorporating change, Misty can be rather... closed-minded. Tradition is one of Misty's deepest moral codes, so 90 percent of the time, Misty would rather stick to what has been for generations instead of taking a leap into the unknown. She's fairly conventional and grounded, preferring to blend in with the crowd than doing her own thing - meaning she sometimes pushes down her own desires to fit in with everybody else. Her daydreams are one of the only things that make her "unique."
The best quality of Misty may be her patience. She's incredibly perseverant and won't give up on anything, often working straight through the night to finish a project for her dragonets or medical patients. This is probably the biggest sign of her iron streak - the hidden surging rapids concealed just below a calm river's surface.
| history
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Sometimes, Misty wishes her life could have began differently.
To start things off, her eggshell was thin. Very thin. So thin, in fact, that adults could almost see the dragonet wiggling inside if they held it up to the light. Nobody knows exactly why, but Aethia, her mother, later hypothesized that it might have been her own fragility. And when Misty herself emerged, her body was riddled with defects. Here, sensitive gills. There, weak glowstripes. Most of the other dragonets in her fishing village were incredibly accepting, but of course, there were a few who thought it was... odd, to say the least.
Quickly, though, she picked up two wonderful friends. Tardigrade was bouncy and energetic, despite the disease that often brought her down for weeks at a time. Tardigrade confided in Misty that at birth, the doctor had told her she only had a few months to live, but now she was three and look how lively she was! Headaches and shooting pains were not unfamiliar to Tardigrade, since they often kept her away from school for weeks on end, but she dealt with them bravely. The two immediately bonded over their medical "mysteries" and became best friends within a few days.
Meanwhile, Periwinkle was much quieter. Shy, even. Most of her classmates glanced at her and passed her over, seeing nothing but a pale purple SeaWing dragonet with dark circles under her eyes. One day, Misty caught her crying in the bathroom, and with a little bit of prying, found out that her parents had just split up. Misty comforted her, and after that, they were fast friends. The experience meant they could confide almost everything in each other with a trust that could never be broken.
She loved her family very deeply, and it was clear that they loved her back. She never had any siblings, so her parents lavished their love upon her in endless heaps. As a very young dragonet, she was definitely slightly spoiled, but the fact that she couldn't participate in many physical activities (which involved swimming) made up for it. She did whine to her mother more than once, but a few stern lectures made it clear to Misty that she was very lucky and that she should not be complaining.
Misty scraped her way through primary school, her marks "average" in everything. She spent endless hours studying at home, but she had never had a flair for math or history or... well, any of those subjects. But when she entered secondary school and began taking biology, she loved it. It was the only thing she never struggled in, the only subject she beat all her fellow classmates in. For some reason, Misty had a talent for knowing and understanding the building blocks of life, how cells separated and merged to form something much greater than the sum of their parts.
Once she graduated, she started working at Marmoris Hospital, tending to young dragonets and running physical exams alongside Tardigrade, while Periwinkle started her own extremely-lucrative restaurant right down the street. She loved being colleagues with Tardigrade, since their lifelong aspirations had been to work together and heal other's medical afflictions. Meanwhile, they would drop by Periwinkle's Cafe every day during their lunch break and talk about nothing and everything. Her world was splendid. Life was perfect.
Until, when Misty was thirteen, Tardigrade died.
It was sudden, silent. They had gone out to get lunch when she shuddered and fell over, her heart having... stopped. One moment it was beating in her chest, and then it fell silent without fanfare, without warning. She had always been weak, but Misty had only ever seen her have headaches and joint pains, and sometimes the occasional bed rest, nothing like this. The illness that had plagued Tardigrade her whole life had made its final deadly sneak attack.
At the funeral, Misty broke down completely, barely able to get a single word out before the tears poured in. She hated looking out at everybody's quiet, solemn faces. Tardigrade had loved this town so much, had poured every bit of her being into trying to help it. And now here they were, doing nothing except sit there and listen and "offering their condolences." Everything felt like smoke and mirrors. No matter which way Misty turned, she saw a bit of Tardigrade, and she couldn't escape her grief.
For a few weeks, Misty lived in a grief-induced haze, only emerging from her room to eat when Periwinkle brought food to her door. She had shared an dwelling with Tardigrade, but shortly after her death, Periwinkle moved in instead, two survivors of a catastrophe clinging to each other tightly in a broken world. Misty would go days without speaking a single word, while Periwinkle poured herself into cooking. Misty's room and the kitchen were both disaster zones.
After about a month and a half, Misty began to recover. She took slow, small steps toward some semblance of a normal life again, even though it never would be without her first and closest friend. First, cooking the breakfast for Periwinkle instead of the other way around. Next, going back to work, forcing smiles for dragonets' families and examining their healthy bodies that Tardigrade had never gotten to experience. Her heart was still shattered, but she stitched it back together bit by bit, waiting for the hurt to dissipate.
She found solace in Tardigrade's cousin, Kraken, whom she met one day during a walk on the beach. When she mentioned it to her grief counselor, he immediately jumped on it, advising her to "find your kindred souls" or some other hippie nonsense. Every day they would meet at one of their residences, bonding over their shared careers and memories of the wonderful spirit they had lost. But slowly, their conversations began to deviate from loss to healing, from crying to laughing, from grief to... love. 
Misty rejected Kraken's advances at first, because it felt like betrayal. She was replacing Tardigrade with one of her closest and most-loved family members. Round and round went her thoughts, day and night, work and rest. She would hate me for this. Besides, I don't like him! I don't like at all his humor, or his kindness, or his charisma, or... oh, moons.
 What got her to make the final step was Periwinkle's advice, who apparently had been shipping the two of them ever since they had met. "Take the chance," the purple SeaWing advised through teary eyes when the lovestruck Misty came to her for advice, and she was abruptly reminded of Periwinkle's hidden relationship with Tardigrade before her death. "Life is short, so you should enjoy it while you can."
Spurred by Periwinkle's words, Misty confessed her not-very-well-hidden feelings to Kraken, and he was overjoyed. They began dating ten months after they met. She fell more in love with him every day, from his extremely romantic gestures (where does one dragon get that many roses?) to his just incredibly-charming personality overall. Yes, they fought, but every couple needs to endure conflict from time to time. They always made up in the end.
When Misty was twenty, she married Kraken of the SeaWings in the most beautiful ceremony the village had ever seen. It was elegant and ethereal and filled with the white doves Tardigrade had always loved, fluttering in circles in the clear blue sky. For two solid weeks, she couldn't stop smiling.
Fast-forward four years, and Misty had her first dragonet. Kraken wanted to name her after Tardigrade, but Misty put her foot down in a rare fit of self-confidence. Her daughter, she said, would not have to live up to anyone else. She named her Siren, for the bubbling laughter that spilled out of her snout and could brighten even her darkest days. Leviathan was her second dragonet, hatched two years later, quiet and thoughtful and oh-so-brilliant, even if he had also been born with the same physical weakness that plagued Misty.
She vowed to protect them with her life.
Around this time, Kraken advised Misty to quit her job. She was a mother now, he reasoned, and childcare should be her priority. Misty agreed, wanting to devote all the love she could to her children. Soon after she left the hospital, Kraken was promoted to head surgeon. Misty didn't notice how he began to grow more distant, yet controlling, at the same time. His job was beginning to rub off on him, but she was too busy with her dragonets to care.
Over the course of a few months, Kraken seeped his way into everything Misty did. When they went to a party Periwinkle was hosting with her new girlfriend, he would tell her to wear that fluffy scarf instead of the pearls she really liked. "It hides your gills better," he said, "and I know you don't like them." And Misty would dip her head meekly and agree, throw off the pearls and cast them aside like they weren't the only thing that made her feel beautiful, gills and all.
Two years ago, he would laugh at every joke Misty made, every stab at humor that she tried. His chuckles would fill the house as he played with their dragonets or experimented with something new in the kitchen, smoke billowing from the open doorway because of his latest "trial." But now, he never had any more time to spend with Siren and Leviathan, and he refused to cook, saying that Misty should do it because "it was her job" as the mother of the house.
One day, Misty managed to wheedle her way into getting Kraken's permission for visiting her parents, who lived a few days' flight away. He complained endlessly, but finally he let her go, bringing Siren and Leviathan with her because he didn't "have time to take care of dragonets." 
Seeing her parents together for the first time in years was delightfully calming. She lay around in hammocks with them and splashed about in the shallows, but the thing she noticed most was how her father practically coddled her mother. When she was tired, he did the cooking for both of them. If they disagreed, they debated it out instead of one of them just giving in. Misty left the island remembering how her father wrapped her wings around her mother, and how Kraken never did the same for her anymore.
Slowly, it began to dawn on her that the old Kraken was gone, sucked away under the stress of working twice as hard as he had used to. For the next few months, she searched desperately for even a hint of the kindness and humor she believed dwelled deep within him, looking for the smallest act of love toward her. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't see a speck of his old self. It was like the love of her life had crystallized and become a different dragon while she wasn't paying attention.
Scratch that. She had been paying attention. She had just chosen not to see it.
When they returned home, Siren and Leviathan had a new take on things. "Daddy, why don't you hug Mommy like Grandpa hugs Grandma?" they pestered, flurrying around the house after an irritated Kraken. He made excuse after excuse, but Misty saw him now. She saw past his facades and right to his core.
She spent a good two weeks building up the courage for an act that was unavoidable anyway. Maybe she could still make amends, Misty thought. Maybe they could work something out. But every time she looked at her dragonets, a flame of resolve twisted to life inside her. She would not let her dragonets grow up with a broken home, split right down the middle. No, she had to make the split, for their sake.
Finally, one night, she confronted Kraken, who had clambered into bed and was getting ready to sleep instead of talking to her. She had made sure Siren and Leviathan spent the night at their friend's house, so they wouldn't have to suffer through the fighting that would absolutely follow.
And fight they did. She tried to stay calm, she really did, but the way Kraken tried to brush her off like a pesky fly set her off like dynamite. For the first time in her life, Misty raised her voice to a louder volume than Kraken. She yelled and screamed - and yes, she did cry. Kraken didn't back down, though, constantly defending his own position and claiming Misty was in the wrong.
When the fighting subsided, they sat in silence for a moment, catching their breath. They mutually agreed that they just couldn't stand living with each other anymore. Maybe they could be friends, but marriage.. just wasn't working. Kraken and Misty had fallen apart long ago, and this kind of environment wasn't healthy for their dragonets either.
So the next day, they filed for a divorce.
Misty doesn't remember much about the legal process, swimming through documents night after night, with Kraken working beside her in the first peaceful silence they'd had in forever. She doesn't remember much about the dragons offering her "their condolences," giving her flashbacks to Tardigrade's death, but her situation was nothing like death, it was more like a rebirth. Those dragons annoyed her.
What she does remember is breaking the news to Siren and Leviathan. They were so sweetly confused for the first half-hour of their speech, but for the second half-hour, they cried, tears dripping down their short snouts so reminiscent of their parents. Kraken and Misty enfolded them in their wings and exchanged heartbroken glances. As much as they wanted to raise their dragonets together, it just wasn't working anymore.
For weeks, phrases like "visitation rights" and "alimony" and "dragonet support" swirled through Misty's mind. That was all they were - words - but over the course of those weeks, it was as if they were coming to life in front of her eyes. Kraken planned to move out and got a cottage on the far side of the village. Siren and Leviathan stayed with their mother. Misty returned to work, starting from the bottom of the hospital's hierarchy again.
She felt almost no anger toward Kraken, instead grappling with sad acceptance. She told herself over and over that she had long since given up on him, but her words weren't completely true. Before he moved out, Misty tried her best not to make eye contact with him, because every time she did look at those deep green eyes, tears formed in her own caramel ones.
The only reason she got through the year afterwards was purely because of Siren and Leviathan, who managed to cheer her up somehow on her darkest days. Their smiles, their laughs, all of them were healing tonic, spread on Misty's countless wounds and making the scales close up seamlessly.
Over time, Misty gained self-confidence. She argued more often, sticking up for herself. She learned not to be a pushover and to stand up for the things she believes in. She still runs into Kraken at work sometimes, and she still ducks her head and he does the same, but she's resolved to talk to him one day. To treat him like any other dragon.
She's far from being perfect, but that doesn't mean she can't try.
The scarf she once used to hide her gills now lies folded in the very bottom of her drawer, gathering dust.
| relationships
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Triton
Like the stereotypical father-daughter relationship, Triton is fiercely protective of Misty, even though she's a fully-grown adult now. As a dragonet, he would often lavish and spoil her, and he still does it every chance he gets: often, Misty will receive massive packages in the mail addressed to her. They love each other with all their hearts, and Misty loves joking around with her father. She knows that whenever she's feeling down, he'll be able to pick up on it and cheer her up easily. Recently he's become a lot weaker, his heart beginning to fail, which saddens Misty greatly. She visits the island he lives on as frequently as she can, claiming just to be missing him, but secretly just wanting to make sure he's doing okay.
Aethia
To be quite frank, Misty took Aethia for granted through most of her dragonethood. Yes, she loved her extremely deeply, and she still does, but the one difference between when she was young and now that she's mature is that she truly understands her mother. All those years ago, Misty practically put her mother on a pedestal, believing every little thing she did was magic and that she'd never go away. But now, she can really relate to everything her mother went through: working, raising a dragonet, balancing business with personal life. If possible, she admires her mother even more than she did before, but now she feels much more dragonly, and Misty knows they'll always be there for each other.
Tardigrade
The phrase "best friends" doesn't even begin to sum up the relationship between Tardigrade and Misty. When the former was alive, the two of them shared a cottage, a workplace, and a love for all things fluffy. They did practically everything together, and their names almost formed one word because they were said together so often. Their personalities were pretty much a perfect fit for each other. Whenever one of them was having a difficult time with something, the other one would sit down and help them figure it out, either with good old-fashioned work or sweet words. Misty was absolutely devastated when Tardigrade died, the loss of her platonic soulmate hitting her harder than anything else.
Periwinkle
Misty and Periwinkle didn't connect immediately, but the bond they shared ran deeper than almost anything else. Truth be told, Misty wasn't as close to the lilac-colored SeaWing as Tardigrade, but they were still the best of friends, confiding nearly everything and helping each other whenever they could. When Misty's feeling down, she knows to go to Periwinkle, because her introverted friend has a wonderful way with words and always knows how to cheer her up. When Periwinkle has difficulty making a choice, Misty will step in, offering advice for what to do and where to go. Misty used to be jealous of Periwinkle's beauty and brains, but she's learned since then that Periwinkle is an even better friend.
Kraken
Originally, Misty was absolutely charmed by Kraken. She fell in love with him in a whirlwind romance, progressing from talking to dating to raising their dragonets together. For a while, she was completely in love. But that didn't last long, as the pressures from Kraken's new job began to get to him - and his inconsiderate behavior trickled out of his mouth and attacked Misty's everyday activities. When she divorced him, they didn't speak for quite a while, but Misty's gradually building up confidence again. She has no desire whatsoever to get back together with him, but she hopes that if she befriends him, she'll be able to see his good qualities again. Misty misses the good side of him - but, of course, not too much.
Siren
Misty sees a lot of herself in her playful, extroverted firstborn. Siren's quick tongue, dogged persistence, and sunny positivity are all some of Misty's core traits, and she's proud to see that Siren is using them well. She has Kraken's exact eyes, which saddens Misty sometimes, but besides that, she sees Siren as a proud, independent dragonet. They do argue quite frequently, but this usually increases Misty's view of her dragonet instead of diminishing it. She tries her best to respect Siren's decisions (although she still may act overprotective from time to time). Misty and Siren both confide their secrets in each other frequently, both being good listeners. They know that their relationship won't ever break.
Leviathan
She'd never dare say it, but Misty blames herself for Leviathan's fragility. Siren turned out fine, but Leviathan is afflicted with a mysterious disease that leads to dizziness, headaches, and sometimes even dead faints. She feels bad for passing down her physical weakness to her dragonet, but other than that, she feels nothing except positive emotions toward him. Leviathan trusts Misty greatly and often comes to her for advice - she's even the only dragon he shows his creative writing to voluntarily (Siren snuck into his room and stole his scrolls). When she's with him, his philosophical side comes out, and they usually end up talking about things like the meaning of life. Needless to say, Misty loves Leviathan very deeply.
Roseate
Misty met this quiet dragonet when he came into her office for a checkup. He was the first dragonet that she truly put her full focus into examining after she split up with Kraken. At first, he didn't seem like much - he was a hybrid, sure, but that didn't make him incredibly special in Misty's eyes. The thing that really made her remember him was how similar he was to her son, Leviathan. His quietness and politeness also made him very easy to treat, compared to some of the other dragonets Misty had seen. She was forced to give him The Talk (TM), which made things very awkward, but she rather admired his composure while she talked. Afterwards, they had a conversation, which brought home her good impression.
Rook
This boisterous hybrid was brought into Misty's office quite recently for something as simple as a dragon-pox flu shot. Misty's first impression of him was rather negative, since he talked very loudly (something Misty doesn't like) and was rather rude to the receptionist (something Misty doesn't like even more). When he came in, he peppered her with questions about being a nurse and the things in the shot and her personal life, etc, etc. After a few minutes, she had begun to think of him as quick-minded and rather annoying. However, when she asked him to quiet down, he actually did, surprising her. When he left, she had changed her opinion yet again: an intellectual dragonet, but he could use some silence.
| trivia
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*keeps a diary that she writes in quite frequently and hides it under her bed
*she's got that classic doctor handwriting even though she's a nurse
*actually enjoys long walks on the beach
*collects a number of seashells and can spout off all their names
*makes a huge deal out of her dragonets' birthdays
*literally legendary at procrastinating
*parents named her after the weather the day she was hatched
*puts spices on basically everything
*favorite season is summer because she gets to spend time with Siren and Leviathan
*does not do horror movies
*tries her best to read often, but she usually just... forgets
*really likes animals but thinks it's immoral to keep them as pets
*makes hot chocolate when someone close to her is sad
*tries to use her dragonets' slang words but fails miserably
| gallery
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Mistygift!!.png|a wonderful birthday present for me from the also-wonderful Essence!
MistyBackground.OCs.17.jpg|aaand another gift from Hunjintemple! (gosh this wiki is so nice)
MistyCloud.png|by Cloud!!
Category:Characters
Category:SeaWings
Category:Females
Category:Occupation (Healer)
Category:LGBT+
Category:Content (Stardust the IceWing-RainWing)