Waterlily

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waterlily - male - seawing - spy/thief
Waterlily 	Waterlily
 	
Background Information	Background Information
Creator 	donut
Artist 	donut
Main Attribute 	cowardly
Elemental Attribute 	water
Theme Animal 	snake
Theme Color 	algae green
MBTI 	text
Character Information 	Character Information
Age 	text
Gender 	male
Pronouns 	he/him
Status 	alive
Orientation 	
Occupation 	spy/thief
Tribe 	SeaWing
Allies 	text
Enemies 	text
Likes 	text
Dislikes 	text
Powers and Abilities 	tribal, enhanced stealth
Weapons 	his own body
Quote 	“it’s better to be known as an alive coward than a dead hero.”
introduction
“what’s that supposed to mean? do they want me dead?"
Waterlily is an adult male SeaWing banished from the Kingdom of the Sea for his reputation of being a spy and thief after an attempt to try to rob the Queen. He once resided in the Scorpion Den, before being chased out by the SandWings. His current location remains unknown. This character belongs to Donut, and only her. Do not steal, heavily reference, copy or vandalize anything on this page, or it will result in an instant report to the moderators. Avoid editing unless you are a moderator, have given permission, or simply adding missing categories.
appearance
Waterlily’s appearance isn’t unusual. Average, enough to make him try to blend in. His main scale colour is a bright-ish lime green while his overscales appear several shades darker. His underbelly is a soft tan-yellow similar to his wings and webbing. While his eyes appear dark purple on a normal basis, bright lights reflecting off of them make them seem more teal, as if his eyes had two colours.
His main accessories are a hand crafted cloak made from dark moss and a snake earring that appears to be slithering upwards, almost if it were living.
personality 
He’s definitely a sharper tool in the shed. He knows what might bring him harm, and he does the opposite of facing his fears. Rather cowardly and skittish, with a traumatizing fear of death. He tends to avoid social situations, especially with dragons from his own tribe in terror that they’re out to get him again. Overall, kind of sketchy at first glance, and also sketchy once you get to know him (if he lets you).
abilities / weaknesses
Abilities: 
*Tribal
Weaknesses:
*A pretty huge coward
*Lacks physical strength and defensive skills
*Traumatizing fear of death
 history
TRIGGER WARNING: DEATH, MENTIONS OF GORE & VIOLENCE
Like any ordinary SeaWing, Waterlily was raised in the Kingdom of the Sea as an ordinary dragonet. Pretty easy life for the most part. He found particular interest in historical figures and what they owned, so much that he’d love to get his talons on one of their most valued prizes and take it for himself. It wasn’t until he hit adolescence did this sudden urge turn into almost intrusive. During a “meeting” with Her Majesty herself, he slipped away while her pathetic guards payed no attention to his disappearance, more focused on whatever Queen’s discussed with their guests. After a few wrong turns and a close call with a SeaWing soldier, he found where Her Majesty stashed her prize possessions. The room was filled with gemstones, pearls, gold crowns, everything that could make him rich. His only thought was to take as much as he possibly could, and make a run for it. The plan worked great in his head. Little did he know the exit was heavily guarded, and there was no other escape. Nowhere to go. It wasn’t long until an alarm had been set off somewhere the guards gathered, so that his stupidly unhelpful hearing couldn’t pick up on the sounds across the entire palace. He didn’t like being poked around by angry guards with their spears, but was worse was seeing the Queen. The other side of her, where she wasn’t caring and thoughtful. Where murder piqued her fancy.
{]…[}
The Queen grabbed his shoulders and stared into his eyes, with a deadly growl rising in her throat. “If I catch your pathetic little tail wandering around my palace looking to steal, you won’t last long with your head intact. Do I make myself clear?”
At this point, most of the tribe had gathered, chattering angrily among one another. He felt his face get hot, his arms starting to tremble. The feeling of the Queen’s talons digging into his shoulders shot across his body like his nerves were on fire. He tried to say something, but it was almost as if his vocal cords weren’t intact. Or his tongue was missing. He tried to form a word between gulping and yelps of pain, “Y-yeah… very clear,” he winced, even at the thought of being killed was not something he’d enjoy making reality.
The Queen let go of his shoulders and turned around, sweeping him off of his talons with her powerful tail and straight into the wall. “Don’t ever think of coming back to this land! You are exiled from the Kingdom of the Sea. If any of my soldiers catch you stepping talon here, it’s off with your head and to the electric eels!”
My head…? His mind was racing, his face sweating. His only instinct was to run. Run as fast as he could, far away from this place. So he did.
He’d never be seen in this place again. Not alive.
{]…[}
After being banished from the Kingdom of the Sea, he headed to the Kingdom of Sand, specifically the Scorpion Den. Not the safest of places, but it would do. He had crafted his cloak to stay undercover, so hopefully some eyes would pass over him. And they did, for that moment. He was very poor there, had no scales from the Kingdom of the Sea after he got violently looted by guards, so his instinct was to rob some random dragons. Nothing would happen to him here, or so he thought. Some rebellious SandWings were keeping an eye on him, and after his little session of stealing handbags and scales from registers, they decided to chase him out of there.
{]…[}
He didn’t know if he was being chased still, he just knew to keep running. He felt fire hot on his tail, the furious pain kept his adrenaline high. Keep running, don’t stop. If they catch you, your cloak won’t save you now, he said in his mind over, and over again. Robbing a bunch of dragons and stores was not a good idea.
“Ay! Stop running, you fisheater!” Roared a voice. He didn’t dare to look back at how close the remaining SandWing was, but he probably should’ve. He felt a heavy figure tackle him all the way to the ground, sharp talons digging into his cloak pockets. The sound of his scales that he stole made him freak out, desperately trying to escape the heavy grasp of the SandWing, who was covered in terrifying tattoos. “Tryna get rich, aren’t ya little sea slop? Can’t rob ‘em old slops, you idiot. I’ll take that money, thank ya.” He felt the weight of his money fade, and the tip of a tail barb dangerously close to his heart, before the dragon scampered off back to the Scorpion Den. He sighed, “Well… another tribe to avoid now… great.”
More enemies. They’ll all want me dead.
{]…[}
After being looted and chased out of the Scorpion Den, he made his way closer to the rainforest. He could shelter in the kingdom for a while, if he wasn’t eaten by some savage creature lurking in the shadows first. But there was an issue, where was the kingdom? It was blocked by what looked like millions of huge trees and angry monkeys. After a lot of eating sticky fruits to fill himself up (which was gross, he missed the good fish at the Kingdom of the Sea), he headed on through the humid, wet and loud rainforest.
{]…[}
“Where is this place?” He frowned, trying to block his ears from the sound of chirping birds and screaming monkeys. “I thought there was RainWings everywhere… where are they?”
“Fish with wings! I found it!” Bellowed a high-pitched voice, and in front of him formed a bright pink RainWing. He shrieked, bristling like a cat.
“SeaWing… with hood. SeaWing with hood.”
“What…? Why are you spying on me? And why are you PINK?” He inched backwards, heart pounding aggressively against his chest.
“Seawing with hood. That’s what you are!” The RainWing started pulling at his wings and cloak to observe them, getting too close for comfort. “Why hood?”
“Because I- WHAT IS THAT THING?” He roared, grabbing a mango on the floor and chucking it at a massive black dragon-like figure, which bounced off of its chest.
“Aggressive SeaWings, far too defensive. Keep your scales on, I’m not here to shred you. Unless you find humour in taunting me with your precious fruits.” The NightWing said. As she approaches, Waterlily could see the thick brutal scars across her scales, mostly covered by plated armour. 
“That’s… uh… what’s her name,” the RainWing tapped their chin. “Fierce… Fierce something.”
relationships
relationships here.
trivia
*he’s about a year old now
*definitely one of my favourite ocs
*one of the 6 main protags in |end of bloodlines
gallery
for reference, use this. art by bestie 
To the seas!.png|bestie klaus
Not a coward.png|ref w/o accs
Waterlily Old Reference With Accessories.webp|old ref (c) eukaliptusik
Waterlily Old Ref Without Accessories.webp|w/o accs
Sillyplaceholder.png|artist
Category:SeaWings
Category:Males
Category:Occupation (Spy)
Category:Occupation (Criminal)
Category:Characters
Category:Status (Exiled)
Category:Work in Progress
Category:Content (Hypnosania)
Category:Mature Content