Poppy

“
Every piece of treasure in the palace belongs to me. So those earrings you're wearing, they're mine. Give them here, unless you'd like to take this up with my mom.
”
~Poppy
P O P P Y
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Poppy was a female SkyWing dragonet and the youngest daughter of Queen Quail. She was found dead with her throat slit in a corridor of the Sky Palace with her killer being unknown, although believed to be the same indivitual(s) responsible for the deaths of various other SkyWing monarchs. She is a deuteragonist to Summit's PoV in Buried Beneath the Secrets.
Poppy is under the ownership of Weiss.
Poppy 	Poppy
 	
Image Artist 	type here
Background Information	Background Information
Creator 	Weiss
Main Attribute 	Snobbiness
Theme Color 	Vibrant reds
Character Information 	Character Information
Age 	1 DY at death
Gender 	Female
Orientation 	Gay
Occupation/Status 	DeceasedDragonet
Tribe 	SkyWings
Cause of Death 	Slit throat
Goal 	Create an endless collection of treasureBecome queen
Residence 	Sky Palace
Allies 	look at this little snob child. do you think she even has any
Enemies 	Summit
Powers and abilities 	Typical SkyWing abilities
Quote 	“Miss me, cousin?”
Relatives 	Relatives
Parents 	Queen Quail
Siblings 	Prinxe NightingalePrincess Lark
Cousins 	Prince TopazPrincess ZircoPrinxe Carmine (second cousin)Princess SummitPrince Accentor
Aunts 	Princess LapisPrincess Snipe (deceased)Princess Moonstone (deceased)Lady Dove (aunt-in-law)11 unnamed great-aunts (deceased)
Uncles 	Prince Malachite Prince Accipiter (great-uncle, decesed)Prince Vermillion (great-uncle, deceased)Prince Hawk (great-uncle, deceased)Prince Madder (great-uncle, deceased)Sparrow (uncle-in-law)
Grandparents 	Queen Ruby (grandmother, deceased)Queen Scarlet (great grandmother, deceased)
Ancestors 	Queen Carmine (deceased)Princess Sunset (deceased)
A P P E A R A N C E
Your claws, hesitant, reach up to pinch the priceless earrings. In one swift motion, they unclip to rest in the palm of your talon, glittering and unscathed, a fond reminder of a loved one long lost to you. But you steel your teeth and you reach down, pressing them into the palm of your superior. Her smug grin grows and she turns to bound away, her elated giggles echoing down the corridors. You wilt, but you make no attempt to stop her. Princess Poppy always gets what she wants.
Poppy was an unearthly vibrant red, a colour almost too painful to look at, especially when placed in direct sunlight. The numerous mismatched jewels she had adorned herself with certainly hadn’t helped, with rows on rows of necklaces so long they’d drag across the floor, bracelets far too big for her wrists, and earrings that pulled on her ears. That’s not to forget the rubies engraved into the scales around her eyes or the diamonds glittering down her sides or the diamond tiara she favoured so. And though she polished herself constantly, her talons somehow always seemed to remain sticky.
She was fairly short, even for a dragonet so young, but not a single soul dared to belittle her for it, lest they desired a talk with the queen. Eyes as bright and yellow as the sun, they were huge and round, akin to that of a hatchling.
P E R S O N A L I T Y
Cruel dragonet, that’s what the Sky Palace whispered about her. When neither she nor the queen was in earshot, of course.
Poppy took pleasure in terrorizing the palace residents and made it her personal everyday activity—from giving out numerous baseless orders to throwing tantrums without reason to demanding that any jewelry she found even a fraction of interest in be confiscated to her. She left disastrous messes in any room she traipsed through and insulted those she thought beneath her, which was most dragons. And even to those that were her equal, she talked back to.
Because who was there to stop her? Her mother? Of course not. The queen believed her to be nothing short of sweet and innocent. Poppy had always threw up a facade of a lovely, perfect daughter around her, dissuading the legitimacy of any possible complaints from their subjects. That was not to say she couldn’t be genuinely sweet. She simply cherrypicked when she chose to be.
She was obsessed with treasure, so much so that a miniature treasury had been installed in her room at her request. Nearly every day she added a new piece to her collection, may it had been from purchasing some during her frequent trips through Jadeite, the Sky Queendom’s capital, or forcing dragons into giving her their belongings.
And if there were those that refused? Well… threatening to report them to her mother, the queen, for “mistreatment of her heir” usually changed their minds.
H I S T O R Y 
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R E L A T I O N S H I P S 
S U M M I T
Negative
*personal rival & competitor for the throne
*fought constantly
**conversations between of the two of them usually escalated into fights
*poppy was pretty confident shed steal the throne before summit and rubbed it in summits face constantly
Q U A I L
Positive
*i like to think she acts like a complete angel around her mother
*anyone: your child is horrible
**quail: no no look at her shes babey
T R I V I A 
*Poppy hatched 31 years after the Great War.
G A L L E R Y
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