Parade

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Family
Mother's name unknown, other relatives unknown
Goal
Please the crowd
Occupation
Circus Performer
Residence
Traveling
 
 
 
Parade
by Twisted
Credits
 
Infobox Picture by:
User:Artist
 
Infobox code by:
Heliosanctus
Himmalerin
 
Code base by:
User:Himmalerin
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Allies
Circus members, Magpie (deceased), Harmattan (location unknown)
 
Enemies
No one really yet
 
Likes
Dancing, the rush of adrenaline, adventure, risky situations, drama
 
Dislikes
Anything bland or dull, not colorful, dragons who don't keep their promises, lies
ENFJ
Age25hy / 13dy
PronounShe / her
Ever think you can fly? Ever forget everything else, ever throw caution to the wind? Ever think, who cares? Ever say, let's go!
Ever take a risk? Ever live?
You'll never find Parade wishing she'd be less remarkable. 
When her egg was laid, a serum was injected into it to change her tribe from a SkyWing to a SandWing, so she and her adopted mother could blend in with the other SandWings. It worked, but only partially. The result? A weaker-than-normal dragonet with streaks of blood red in feathery patterns down her sides. If anything, this transition caused her to stand out even more than she would if she had stayed a SkyWing and not wasted whatever sanity her mother had left. When this development made itself clear, her mother ditched her in the Scorpion Den, not wishing to draw un-needed attention to herself. 
Parade was found by priests of the local temple, where she was taught the importance of self-expression and art, a requirement of all orphans housed in the temple. There, she met possible her first friend- Magpie, an aspiring thief convincing everyone of her prowess and skill in pickpocketing. Fortunately for her, Magpie was an excellent liar. She would say storyteller, and Parade would say distraction. As you can imagine, the got along wonderfully, Magpie distracting her peers with tall tales and Parade actually stealing from them. 
At the age of six, the orphans were released from the orphanage, with freedom in their eyes and the future in their minds. Magpie and Parade, of course, stuck together and held fast against the waves of trouble they got into. After a few months of repeatedly getting caught stealing and unprofessionally escaping, they came across Harmattan, a SkyWing/SandWing who threatened to kill both of them painfully but then took the pair under her wing. 
Thus concludes what Parade calls the first part of her story. 
Ever do something you shouldn't have? Ever think about it every time you close your eyes? Ever have such a strong regret that you torture yourself for not making the right choice?
Ever think how your life would be now if you did?
The first time Parade realized how brutal the world was, it was a dark night, on one of the shortest days of the year. In the desert, where its blazing hot in the day and freezing cold at night, she had planned to stay with Harmattan inside. Magpie managed to drag her out and into the main street, where they were greeted with a mob, of sorts. Angry dragons flooded the cobbled pathways, melted out of the shadows and lit the bodies on the ground in flame. The bodies on the ground. 
There were bodies on the ground, and they weren't dead yet. The angry dragons stormed on, and Magpie was caught in the flood. She screamed, but everything else was so loud and no one could hear her and- Parade broke down. She shut it all out and folded her wings around herself and she didn't cry. She didn't scream. She couldn't hear as Magpie stumbled, whimpering, and finally collapsing onto the ground.
She didn't hear her best friend's final breaths.
She didn't hear her mentor's roar. 
She didn't hear the screams of ghosts as they rose to the only visible moon. 
That was the second part of her life. This is one story Parade won't tell. She'll skip over the pain, the ache, and eventually the dull knife tracing under her scales for the rest of her life. She'll brush it off. 
But when she sleeps, the ghosts still scream. 
Ever try to leave everything behind? Ever try to start over? Ever try to forget all the bad, build up walls of mirrors so all you see is your perfect, fake little world?
But then, does it ever so happen that there's a little window in your cage of mirrors, and you see everything all over again.
In the third part of her story, Parade runs away. It's the only things she knows how to do- maybe it's genetic. Her mother ran away from the SkyWings and then her mother ran away from her and then Parade ran away from safety and she ran away from her dying (maybe more than) friend- so of course, she should run away from the last dragon she thinks she loves. 
She packs a bag with only the things she needs- lots of water, of course, but also a dark cloak, two small satchels of dried lizards, and- a small pinkish-bluish shell. Magpie's most prized treasure. She had it on a frayed string. That night- that night it was stained with b- blood and-
Parade runs away from those thoughts, too. If she can run away from a dying dragon, she can run away from anything. 
She can run away from death, if she stays in her box of mirrors.
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