Dehaka

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-TheLittleZergling
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Thanks Sir Proud, for helping me make Dehaka even better, I really do appreciate it! :D
== History. ==
Dehaka, A Skywing, was raised by two parents who did not believe in a civilized way of society. These two dragons were feral and violent, and unfortunately, Dehaka was taught this way too. He was never allowed contact with any other dragons, or any tribes, or any form of civilization. He was taught at his earliest years to hunt, kill and survive. This kept him intrigued for long enough, but eventually he began to question it. It seemed there was...so much more to do! This isn't all there is to life, certainly. He pondered for some years, and sure enough, on one of his hunts, he found a trace of civilized life. He showed his parents, who immediately beat the curiosity of this...entire new world, out of him. Never again did he question that place, not once.
Despite that, Dehaka's parents weren't all that bad. At least, Dehaka didn't think so. They were certainly strict, and taught some very hard lessons, but for the most part...They were good parents. Sometimes it was hard to communicate with them, as they had no real language, but typically they could understand what was wrong with Dehaka, if anything ever was. To his parents, Dehaka was a method of passing the better way of life down to another generation, and they hoped Dehaka would do the same. However, Dehaka began to grow even more curious about this place. He tried not to show it, but his parents still had a creeping suspicion.
Because of this suspicion, Dehaka's parents only tried HARDER to keep him away from the real world, watching him closely wherever he went. It was for his sake, they reminded themselves each and every time they tricked him into thinking nothing was out there besides them. They didn't want to, but them, they had too. Despite their efforts, Dehaka still believed there was more, he had SEEN it before, it was real, he just had to find it. It was his goal, but his parents seemed to be getting more and more...pushy towards him. He wasn't really allowed anywhere by himself, so he decided to do it by himself...
While his parents slept one night, Dehaka sneaked away from them, and out into the wild. He walked for a good long time, until he came across a fire burning somewhere ahead. He hadn't made it so that meant...There were others! He was getting closer! As he approached the fire, he saw there was a dragon laying and solemnly watching it burn. In excitement, he jumped out into the light, just to say hello to his first other dragon besides his parents. But, he must have spooked it, because Dehaka got a good lashing and scorching before cowering back into the woods. The wound wasn't deep, but it still hurt, and the pain didn't go away. In fact it worsened over time. He knew he couldn't return to his parents, as they would know he had been out, at least not until the wounds healed, but they weren't healing. It was getting harder to deal with the pain, and he soon found himself at the mercy of exhaustion. He slowly fell, huffing and whimpering into sleep.
Dehaka did not awake where he had collapsed, meaning his parents must have found him, a reassuring and troubling thought. He tilted his head up, but to his surprise, he did not see his parents. But he did see a dragon, Thankfully. Dehaka clicked at the dragon, (A form of feral greeting) and the dragon took notice. It walked over, and said something Dehaka couldn't understand. It then occurred to Dehaka, that his wound didn't hurt! He looked at where his wound was and saw some sort of material covering it. Was it stopping the pain? He poked it in curiosity, but it still stung. He looked back up at the dragon, who was still saying things that made absolutely no sense. Silly other dragon. Dehaka got up, but the other dragon did not want him up apparently, as he frantically pushed Dehaka back towards the ground. Odd.
It took a little while for Dehaka to heal, but when he did, he decided to find out more about this character who had helped him. He followed him wherever he went, picking up a few things about the dragon. He seemed nice enough. After a couple days, the dragon took Dehaka on as a student, because obviously he had been raised by some very odd parents. He seemed to know how to survive, but that was about it. So the first thing to teach him was how to speak like normal dragons. First, he taught him his name, Dreze. Dehaka caught on quickly. He quickly picked up words, learning faster by the day. He began speaking in (Broken) Sentences rather quickly, and communication between the two grew. Dreze couldn't deny, it felt good to teach someone, and he assumed he was good at it too, by the rate Dehaka was learning.
Dehaka felt great to have learned so much from Dreze, but a part of him still missed his parents. It was sickening to think that he had just run away, without notice. It was like a poison that ate away at him, and soon he couldn't take it. He told Dreze that he was leaving to find his parents. Dreze wanted to come with, but Dehaka insisted that he didn't, claiming that his parents are very "Different." So he reluctantly stayed, wondering if he would ever come back.
Dehaka searched for days and days, but couldn't even find a trace of his parents. His chances were looking bleaker by the moment, but he wouldn't give up, not yet. He eventually came across some old tracks, and followed them. Day in, Day out, he slowly got closer and closer to whatever or whoever was making the tracks, hopefully his parents. But he found that the tracks lead to an old abandoned camp, but then turned back into the forest. There were more, it seemed like an endless hunt, to find nothing. As he followed the tracks, he noticed that there was occasionally spots of dried blood on the grass. Odd. After seemingly ages, he found the end...
In the ground, there was a patch of flat grass, about the size of him. There was more blood here than everywhere else, as if the dragon had lied down here. Even more strange, was how the flat grass seemed to continue on, as if the dragon had been dragged. Dehaka blinked...Had he really been following his own tracks this entire time? It couldn't end like this..after all that he'd done...this was the end of his journey. Not one trace of his parents, all the time he had wasted. It all seemed so...unreal. He tried to regain himself, tried to keep looking, but couldn't find the motivation. He had given up, he would just return back to where Dreze was, and...and then what? He didn't care, If his parents were really still out there, they would find him. He knew they would, eventually. For now, he just...Needed to take a break from reality. So he began his way back towards Dreze's camp.
== Personality ==
Alright, so, obviously a lot of Dehaka's personality can be dictated from his History, But I'm gonna do this anyway, for a more clear understanding of him, along with a few things that weren't described in the History.
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Dehaka is a rather curious dragon, about everything. Everyday is a discovery for him, but he still feels a darkness inside, which seems to haunt him. He often blanks out, just staring ahead at nothing. In general, though, he's a relatively happy and expressive dragon. He's honest, and never afraid to cross any boundaries. He's (Obviously) not the brightest, but he makes due with what he knows. He's still absolutely fascinated by other dragons, and any form of civilization.
Dehaka is still rather Juvenile, and doesn't know when to stop. He doesn't understand rules or laws, but has a good grasp on morality, enough to know right from wrong. He's still quite feral on the inside, and can lose his temper if pushed too far. He's emotional around some topics, especially his parents. He's always up for a good fight, and loves games of any sort. He learns very fast, and takes most of his knowledge from example.
== Appearance ==
Dehaka is a large Skywing, with dark reds being his main color. He has multiple scars on his neck, legs and chest. His wing's membrane are quite torn and the ends, but he can still fly efficiently. His eyes are a deep blue, much unlike the rest of his body.
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Sorry if that description is lacking, I was never very good at describing how things look, hopefully it's good enough.
Category:Males
Category:SkyWings
Category:Work in Progress
Category:Characters