Hiraka

hiraka 	hiraka
 	
background 	background
creator 	watson
base 	owibyx
code base 	himmalerin
element 	air
colors 	brown, yellow, blue
animal 	cat
character 	character
age 	four
gender 	male
orientation	bicurious
occupation 	student
tribes 	silk
goal 	getting to the top
residence 	jade mountain
likes 	acting, cats, reading, mathematics
dislikes 	bugs
abilities 	tribal
weapons 	claws, teeth
quote 	"i love sleeping..."
Hiraka is a SilkWing dragonet attending Jade Mountain Academy. 
===appearance===
Hiraka is a four year old SilkWing dragonet. His main scales are the colour of a raging sand storm: furious yet passive, all-consuming but palette-cleansing. His underbelly is a softer, paler yellow, more resembling a waning moon than an endless desert. His horns and the edges of his wings are a muddy brown, while his snout and most of his wings are the colour of dead leaves. His wings are streaked with a frosty sky blue, as are the scales along his spine. Hiraka's eyes are a bright, fresh green, and the horns along his back are white.
Standing half a talon shorter than his peers, Hiraka is shorter than he should be. Unfortunately, the dragonet has yet to lose his baby fat, and the combination of his height and pudge gives off the impression that the SilkWing is nothing but the useless, overweight son of a noble. While this is partially true, there is some real muscle beneath Hiraka's pudge, and despite his small stature, his shoulders are broad and strong. Much to his delight, Hiraka's ears are considerably larger than average. He tells everyone who will listen that it's proof of some unrealised supernatural talent he possesses, inherited through his mother's great-great-great-grandfather. 
===personality===
Hiraka is a quiet, studious dragonet. That is, when he's not pleading older students to let him ride on their backs and marching around campus singing at the top of his lungs. He knows he's a dragonet, he knows he's an only child, and he knows that he can get away with anything as long as he smiles and bats his eyes.
The SilkWing absolutely adores reading. Even though he's an extrovert, he sees reading scrolls as the most important thing he could do in a day. Because this scroll-obsession, Hiraka is exposed to a lot of words that one would not normally use, and he sees it as his duty to fit as many of these frustratingly difficult words to pronounce into his daily life as possible. This leads others to believe he's a little stuck up.
Hiraka is lazy. There is no way to avoid that. Growing up spoiled has instilled a belief in him that he doesn't need to work. Since he also detests change, there isn't much hope for him. When he was younger, his mother tried to get rid of the egg he hatched from. He pulled a complete tantrum, telling her that his grandchildren might have use for it when he was older. They kept the egg.
The dragonet loves being the centre of attention. He likes making the dragons around him laugh and likes to feel popular. However, this fantasy exists only in his dreams. He's also terrified of looking like he wants to be popular. Because, he's decided, looking like he wants it will one hundred percent guarantee his outcastness forever. Instead, Hiraka sticks to the corners, only poking his snout out of his scroll occasionally to watch the dragons he wishes he could be.
Hiraka, is, well, a little greedy. And slightly fussy. He has never eaten meat and absolutely despises the idea of it, but still manages to complain about every other protein-filled snack his parents thrust upon him. He's a terribly slow eater, and to the annoyance of every dragon around him, always forgets that no-one wants to see the pieces of mushed-up algae inside his mouth. Another frustrating food related habit Hiraka has picked up is hoarding. Whenever given something he likes the taste of, he will leave it out in the open for everyone to see for days before eating it. His self-control and patience when it comes to food is something that makes him feel superior to others.
===history===
Hiraka hatched on a crisp, cool day, while a summer storm cackled at him from above. He can't remember much of his first year, just warm drinks with his mother at the local shop and exhaling clouds of mist during the winter. He was happy, though. Very happy.
The second year is more vivid. His rapid growth became more apparent; he was passing milestones a lot faster than he should have done. Hiraka can recall lurking outside the doctor's office, listening to his mother inside. "Will he be okay?" she asked the doctor. "Will anything else be affected? Will he live as long as his peers?" There was a pause then, a long one, before the doctor murmured, "No." Hiraka was withdrawn from his public school after that, and his mother started teaching him herself. She had told him she just didn't trust general education, but he knew the truth. She was spending as much time with him as she could before he died. To add to the stress, his father lost his job not soon after, and the family was forced to move all over Pantala in search of work.
Hiraka's third year wasn't much better. His father had decided the only option available to them was to relocate to Pyrrhia. "There aren't many SilkWings there," he had told Hiraka, looking down at him with grief in his eyes. "I'll be able to find work as a weaver." And so they had made the journey, Hiraka's parents taking it in turn to carry him in a sling across their bellies. Hiraka was too heavy for them, the extra sweets his mother had been feeding him coming back to punch her in the snout. Cranky and tired, his parents would argue during the nights. "You've spoiled him! He's fat!" his father would say. "At least he had one parent who loved him," his mother would snarl back. Things didn't improve once they arrived in Pyrrhia. The village they had chosen to live in, a perfect RainWing one close to the mountains that split the continent, had suffered from dreadful flooding. The family were forced to settle in the Scorpion Den instead, where ugly SandWings leered at them from the side of the street and RainWing orphans tried to pick their pockets. The rent was a lot more in the Scorpion Den too, and Hiraka's mother had to find a job herself to keep them afloat. Because of this, Hiraka was sent to Jade Mountain Academy, where he was bullied for his weight, his lack of wings, and the vocabulary he routinely borrowed from a dictionary.
Two seasons into his fourth year, Hiraka is finally happy. His father has joined the Scorpion Den's construction crew, and his mother has recently opened up Interior Define, a small store selling fine fabrics. During the autumn, he went through his Metamorphosis, and is no longer teased about being more worm than dragon. In fact, Hiraka now runs an arts and craft club at the academy, and begs his parents to let him spend his holidays at school. Every few evenings, he sneaks out and flies to The Settlement to talk to his friends Ramón and Cormorant. 
=== trivia ===
* Hiraka thinks it's funny to disrupt a painter while they're at work. He often leaves covered in paint with a couple rather dirty words added to his vocabulary.
* He has a phobia of bugs. This was caused by a large tarantula leaping on him when he was two.
* Hiraka's personality type is ENFP.
* He is on a first name basis with most of the doctors on Pantala.
* He absolutely adores rings, and was given one with his family's crest on it after coming back from a disappointing doctor's appointment.
*His name means 'silk' in Te Reo Māori
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