Bluethroat

bluethroat belongs to me, fathom; id appreciate not using/editing this character (unless you're fixing spelling/adding and/or removing categories)
he’s tradin’ in his chevy for a cadillac, you outta know by know
and if he can’t drive with a broken back, at least he can polish the fenders
~billy joel, movin’ out (anthony’s song)
===appearance===
“i’m not going to sit here and polish my scales for another hour.” bluethroat decides, looking at her reflection in the mirror. she examines her grayish, blueish scales, her red horns that run down her back, her wings, precisely folded. pearls hang from her neck, and she takes a second to adjust them, polishing them so they reflect as clearly as the mirror.
she turns back to look at the clock. “i have two hours left before i’m to meet with skywing royalty, though; i suppose another hour couldn’t hurt.”
===personality===
“professional” is a good word to describe bluethroat. she’s polite to everyone she meets, shaking the right talons, bowing correctly. she has mastered the art of small talk, she’s mastered how to present herself as confident, and she is. rightfully. she takes great pride in herself, and her accomplishments, too long to list.
there’s just that quiet, nagging doubt, though, that keeps her awake at night, keeps her uncomfortable when talking to other dragons casually, makes her falter for a second when talking about herself. that quiet, nagging doubt that she’s a fraud, that she got here by luck, that the hell she dragged herself through wasn’t really that much.
”no, i’m fine. i can do this.” she tells herself. are those tears? no, absolutely not. “i can do this.”
===history===
bluethroat was born to two sixth circle parents, and she fought tooth and claw for every rank up, dreading to be the exhausted dragons her parents were, living in ice kingdom hell. she would be up there with the queen’s own dragonets, she’d decided, because they were the happiest dragons in pyrrhia.
so she fought, and fought, every day a battle, grueling and miserable, but it’d be worth it. she’d get a lifetime of happiness. she’d be the number one icewing ambassador, she’d have innumerable wealth, she’d be able to relax for a second. every time she checked the rankings and saw “Bluethroat” go up, she could breathe.
she finally became an icewing ambassador, but something felt wrong. she wasn’t happy, still as stressed as she was in her dragonet days. so she kept pushing, and pushing, striving for the top, where she was sure happiness was. she became the number one icewing ambassador, she became the queen’s top consultant, and still, some infinity of hurdles stood in front of her.
”i can do this.” she reiterated. “and then i’ll be happy.”
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