Elm

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Fathered Abispa. Wife was named Weta. 
Belonged to Cloud, now belongs to Bluegillz
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Appearance
A quiet figure, Elm is almost unnoticed. He's about average in every aspect, his height edging into neither extreme. Overall, he's unnoticed in the typical crowd. Normalcy surrounds his every move. He blends into a crowd without realizing it, and no one looks for a normal, normal HiveWing like Elm. 
:His coloration is the only oddity on him. Rather than being colored in bright reds and yellows, his scales alternate between gray and black, his underbelly an almost sandy brown. A richer, more chocolate colored brown colors his face, legs, and the thin band of scales lining his underbelly. His wings fan out, transparent with a golden tint that glitters in the sunlight. His eyes are a pale, staring blue.
:He always has a tired aura around him, sharpened by the darkened circles under his eyes. His smiles are always terse, never truly allowing him to relax. And underneath it all, is a pulsating current of sorrow.
He’s a dragon of tired eyes and naked sadness, not even bothering to mask his depression.
personality
:The first impression of Elm wouldn't be far off. He seems cold, almost detached from the world. Oftentimes, it takes a while for his mind to come back from its wistful wanderings, and he often comes off as a bit rude and rushed. Most leave under the belief that he hates the world and it’s inhabitants with cold detachment.
::They aren't far off. Rather, he's just lost in grief, yet to move on from a jarring death. He's reminiscing about Weta, angry when something breaks the illusion that she's still around. Elm's trying to find closure, yet it feels too hard to move on. He’s stuck in a cycle that he cannot break, in a sorrow he cannot outfly. He cannot make a sweet treat to forget her, nor would he allow himself to do so.
::He only really smiles around his daughter, the last remaining part of his wife. He loves Abispa in her own right, yet is constantly reminded of Weta. Her laughter are practically the only thing that lightens his mood, and occasionally a genuine smile appears on his face. Elm cares about her, to extreme levels, and is careful that no harm will befall her. He’s overprotective to her, scared to allow her to be anything other than what she is now. He is scared for a day wherein he cannot help her, where he cannot protect her from the harsh realities of the world.
::Elm doesn't know what to do, simply clinging on to his daughter and all memory of his wife. He's not much more than a shell of his former self, and will likely remain as such until he can finally move on.
history
:Elm was born to a middle class couple in Mantis Hive. His childhood was normal in the long scheme, filled with blooming friendships, threatening bullies, fussy teachers, and the like. None of it was too important, but the system soon spit him out, a nondescript HiveWing among hundreds. He had always been a quiet, removed child, and his parents were more interested in him leaving than his well-being so that they could live their happy lives. 
::Soon, he met Weta, an orange HiveWing that practically glittered in the sunlight. It was almost instantaneous, the love he felt for her. The way she just was was like a breath of fresh air to Elm. Elm quickly gathered his life together, building a successful candy shop within three years. Then, he proposed.
:::She smiled, blushed, and said yes.
:::Their life seemed to be a living, waking dream. Weta was his perfect match, the sunlight to his moonlight and the optimist to Elm’s pessimistic outlook. She could cheer his sullen attitude and bring a smile to his face even after the worst of things. Some could have said that they were something made by a god, perfect in every facet, but even a god would have smiled and just said it was pure chance that they had met that day, and that they made it.
:::Elm slowly changed. He began to smile as dragons entered his new buisness, his fiancée at his side. He started to give the smallest a little treat as an extra gift when his wife wasn’t looking. Their ceremony was small but happy, and no one doubted their absolute devotion.
:::Thaf was not to say that they didn’t have rocks in the road. Elm was apprehensive about children at best whilst Weta wanted the,.
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