Mindaro

UCP ruined my code argh
Mindaro 	Mindaro
 	
Background Information	Background Information
Creator 	LadyScarab
Main Attribute 	text
Elemental Attribute 	Earth
Theme Animal 	Pangolin
Theme Color 	Mindaro (Who could have guessed?)
Theme Song 	The World Is Ahead
MBTI Personality 	text
Character Information 	Character Information
Age 	9
Gender 	Male
Orientation 	Asexual-Demiromantic
Occupation 	text
Tribe 	LeafWing
Goal 	text
Residence 	Beetle Lake
Relatives 	text
Allies 	text
Enemies 	text
Likes 	text
Dislikes 	text
Powers and abilities 	None
Weapons 	None
Quote 	text
MINDARO
i'm not powerful or beautiful. i'm not the one you want me to be. i'm me.
APPEARANCE
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He is a strange-looking dragon.
Some of the SilkWings who go to Beetle Lake to bring water for the Hives have seen a pale, yellow-green dragon hidden in the grasses. They never see much of him, and the servants never think much of him either. They would assume that the dragon is simply another SilkWing, an outcast perhaps.
They aren't far from the truth with the second assumption, but Mindaro is no SilkWing.
His lean, thin body is frail- though he looks as if he had a stocky frame, once. Though his narrowness would make him seem shockingly malnourished to a SilkWing, to the other LeafWings in the Poison Jungle, Mindaro is normal. His eyes are an ordinary dark brown, though they have a metallic hint to them.
That's where Mindaro's normalness ends. His scales are pale chartreuse, much lighter than most other LeafWings' scales. His top scales are darker, somewhere between dark sea green and pale fir green. His underbelly is sunflower yellow, as are his spines.
His wings are a dark turquoise, a rare colour for a LeafWing. The same turquoise covers his horns and some of his top scales. Yellow stripes streak his horns, and they are yellow underneath the turquoise. His wings have faint yellow and pale green swirls covering them, differentiating from the normal leaf vein patterns of ordinary LeafWings. 
Of course, Mindaro is not an ordinary LeafWing. Not in the slightest.
i'm doing this because it's right.
PERSONALITY
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Mindaro is a major introvert. He's shy, reclusive, and gets intensely jittery around others. He's quiet, not seeming that interested in the world around him, but appearances are deceptive. 
Mindaro, while being nervous around other dragons, is kind and has a heart of gold under his odd scales. He's sensitive and sweet to some, but often just plain awkward. Mindaro isn't a brave hero, nor is he charming and sly. But he does want to genuinely help.
Mindaro despises discrimination. His empathetic worldview emphasises his disgust and incomprehension of violence- even, or possibly especially, violence committed in the name of justice. He's always one to try for a peaceful solution, despite his distinct lack of charisma.
Mindaro is a definite SapWing, but while he lived in the Poison Jungle, he often left the village, meeting LeafWings neither PoisonWing nor SapWing. While he's not a rule-breaker on purpose, Mindaro will often stray beyond convention to help others.
He's gotten in trouble many times- enough to be considered a disturber of the peace or perhaps a rebel to both LeafWing factions. From his actions, you'd think he's a PoisonWing, seeing as he stubbornly breaks all barriers to help others. But from his personality, he's neither PoisonWing nor SapWing- kind, awkward, empathetic, yet also posessing a quiet kind of courage and an unshakeable moral compass. 
He's especially connected with animals and other creatures. While he isn't a leafspeak, he's good with animals, especially dangerous- or in his words, misunderstood creatures. His ability to connect with creatures and beasts is offset by his relative inability to connect with other dragons.
Mindaro has seen much more than most dragons, even by LeafWing standards. He's humble and unassuming, surprisingly. Many dragons simply consider him a hermit, someone who left their tribe for the unknown, but in reality Mindaro left because there was no choice.
where you see a monster, i see someone with a life and a family and a story. because everyone is worth saving
HISTORY
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Mindaro grew up with two mothers- Yew and Holly. They adopted him, after his egg was found alone in the jungle. Fearing for the egg's survival, Yew and Holly brought it to their home, and raised the new hatched dragonet as their own. They named him Mindaro, after his oddly light scales.
Mindaro was a curious but quiet dragonet. As a youngster, he asked many questions.
"What's a waterwheel?" "Why are we split up?" "What do the PoisonWings want?" "What's violence?" "Can I eat that flower?" "Why not?"
Mindaro, while growing up, wasn't really a great listener. He learned in school, sure, and he was dutiful to his parents, but he often ran from the village, chasing butterflies or lizards into the jungle.
As he got older, Mindaro became more reserved and quiet, still asking questions but not really expecting answers. He still left the village, but more quietly, more carefully. He left in secret, in the depths of the night.
One day, when he was four years old, Mindaro found an egg. It was bright yellow, with thin lines of black crisscrossing it. He remembered what his mothers had told him- they'd saved him as an egg. He should bring this one home with him. But something held him back.
For the next few weeks he visited the egg, in its lonely hollow. He waited patiently until it began to hatch under his sort-of-watchful eyes. But...
The dragonet wasn't a HiveWing, as he'd guessed from the colouring of the egg, because she had yellow and blue stripes, overlapping. Nor was it a SilkWing, for black scales speckled her four translucent wings. 
She was a hybrid. A SilkWing-HiveWing hybrid. Mindaro tried to shush the much-too-loud snuffles coming from her. He remembered his own curiosity from his young days and had a feeling his plan to raise the dragonet was hopeless.
"That's a fine young dragonet you've found."
Mindaro spun to see a young LeafWing with dark brown scales and light green leaf-shaped markings on their face.
"Who are you?" He asked.
"Never you mind. Who are you?"
Mindaro stared at them for a second. "Mindaro. Where are you from?"
The LeafWing shrugged. "Nowhere. Everywhere. The whole jungle is my home. I don't have a place I'm from, per se."
Mindaro blinked. "But... the villages are the only safe places to live. Are you a PoisonWing?"
They snorted. "PoisonWings. SapWings. You're all the same to me. I'm a LeafWing. End of." They turned away.
"Wait! Can you help me raise her?" Mindaro cried after the mysterious stranger.
They turned back to Mindaro. "Maybe. Does the little thing have a name?"
Mindaro glanced at the little dragonet. "I was thinking... Hoverfly?"
The LeafWing smiled. "Sure. I'm Bramble."
Over the next months, Mindaro and Bramble raised Hoverfly. She was a feisty, rambunctious dragonet. She absolutely refused to be controlled, which both humoured and exasperated the little hybrid's adopted parents.
Weeks turned to Months and before the two realised, it had been a year. With Mindaro at age five, and Hoverfly a full year old, things were more complicated. Everything became slightly hectic with Mindaro, so he could visit rarely. He was constantly worried that the rest of the LeafWings would discover his secret little adopted dragonet.
It happened too soon.
In the middle of the night, he was woken up by someone shaking him. It was Bramble. "Mindaro. Come on! It's Hoverfly!"
Mindaro's grogginess faded instantly. "Where?" He asked Bramble. They simply shook their head. "It's the PoisonWings. They found her."
The next few minutes were a wild dash to the place where they'd kept Hoverfly hidden for the full year she'd been alive. She was shrieking and helpless in the middle of a circle of PoisonWing warriors.
"Stay away from her!" Mindaro yelped, hoping he didn't sound as stupid as he thought.
The PoisonWings laughed. "What are you going to do? She's a little hybrid. Nobody wants her," One of them said. "Ah. Hello, Bramble."
Mindaro whirled to Bramble. "What?"
Bramble hid their head in their wings. "Mindaro..."
The PoisonWing howled in delight. "You didn't tell him?" She turned to face Mindaro. "Bramble was one of our best Leafspeaks. She left us ages ago... now we know it was because of... that thing. And you."
Bramble looked stricken. "Mindaro, I swear, I left to take care of Hoverfly. I would never-"
Mindaro was already flying forward, snatching Hoverfly out of the PoisonWing's arms and carrying her away, far, far away into the jungle. He didn't stop until he was near the ocean and out in the savanna.
He and Hoverfly eventually found a place by Beetle lake. Mindaro, not the best father figure, took care of her until she left on her own. Not the best life to lead... but Mindaro couldn't face to go back home.
 
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