Briary

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As you walk through the MudWing village, A small, dark brown MudWing pokes her head out of a sleephouse. Her eyes are dark brown, like little, shiny nuts. You make eye contact, and she quickly ducks back inside. You wonder where her sibs are...
Appearance
Briary is slim, as though she hasn't got enough to eat. Her eyes are dark brown, almost black, like pools of deep water. Despite her lanky build, she slumps, holding her head down like a servant. Even though she isn't. It's strange, really, when you see her.
Her mainsccales are such a rich, dark, brown that she almost looks like a NightWing. The middlescales are a dark sienna, lighter than the mainscales, but not light. The topscales are a sort of umber shade.
Her underbelly is a mango orangey-brown, like something you would see on a RainWing, in such contrast with the other colors that it's almost complimantary. 
And the wing membranes. Oh dear, the wing membranes. They are a light apricot, unlike any you've ever seen.
On the whole, Briary is a strange dragon. 
The way she moves- like someone is always watching her, like she must obey every order and everything is her superior. The way she avoids eye contact with anyone, evn her sibs. Her sibs, who, by the way, look nothing like her.  The way she talks, which is rarely, in a sort of rushed way like she's got somewhere to be, when she doesn't.
The war has scarred all of the Mud Kingdom, but in her is where the cuts are deepest.
Personality
She is shy. Definitely. But not in the normal way. She looks like she wants to talk to you, but she can't. She looks like she could be a very popular dragonet. 
She is also very smart. You see her, in school. She never raises a talon for the answer, but her report card doesn't lie. Straight A's, all except for PE, in which she got an F. But almost everyone gets an F in PE. 
Whenever she's near her sibs, she gets extra nervous. She glances over at them every few seconds, and any sudden movements cause her to jump in alarm. 
Since the war ended, she hasn't changed. She still thinks every mud pool has hidden enemies, every piece of food she is offered is poisoned, and no one is there for her. 
She has one friend, though. Another little MudWing, named Twig. He is the one dragon who can calm her down, the one who can promise to her that everything will be alright, and she will believe him, even if there's no chance. The war has destroyed all trust and bonds in the world, but one stands strong. 
There is hope, even if just a little.
History
Her history is blurry, as if a fog rolled over it and never left. That's how everything is, these days. Remnants of a fog, the smell of rain that still lingers after a long, hard storm.
Briary is the smallest of her sibs. She was born last, and there was no Bigwings to help her hatch. Yes, this MudWing troop has no leader. 
Their Bigwings, later named Splatter, was born weak, and died shortly after hatching. Briary and her sibs hatched alone, and with no Bigwings to lead them, they were destined for failure as soon as they hatched.
She has three living sibs, and these are their names.
Sawdust, the eldest, A snappy dragoness who's to busy with her own life to look after her "Pesky little siblings".
Silt, the second eldest, a nerdy scrollworm who cares to much about knowledge and not enough about family.
Pothole, the third eldest, a good-for-nothing troublemaker who's always being sent to the commander for "Disciplanary Practices".
None of them really paid attention to her. If other dragons asked who she was, they would say, 'Oh, yes, her. Well, we were in the same hatching, but she's a bit... Introverted. Yeah. I wouldn't talk to her if I was you.' Or something like that. 
Her sibs never shared with Briary. They always kept the dinner for themselves, and she was told to go and hunt for herself, even though she was small, and a swamp-boar could easily cook her for dinner. 
And so, Briary moved away from them. She ran off, toward Possibilty, and the world beyond the swamp. 
Her marvelous escape, a daring adventure, where she, strong and brilliant, would return as a hero, her siblings bowing and begging at her feet.
Yeah right.
It didn't work. She was caught by a SandWing patrol, on Blaze's side. She barely escaped with her life. She was rescued by Twig, another MudWing who saw her and wondered what she was up to. He unlocked the cage she was kept in, and they snuck out. After that, Briary and Twig became best friends, maybe even more.
Her sibs kept a close eye on her after that. They never left her unsupervised, and were even meaner to her. 
She didn't care, though. Her friendship with Twig was filling her up like a balloon, full of happiness and laughter. The first laughter she ever had.
And life was good to her, then. 
You would think this story doesn't have a happy ending. You would think her life would be forever horrible, forever watched by her uncaring sibs. And in some ways, that is what happened. But friendship and love has kept her going, and it will keep her going for as long as the moons still shine.
RelationshipsTwig:Twig is her best, (and only) friend. She spends most of her time with him, exploring, laughing, or just sitting near each other and watching the sunset. They both secretly like each other, but are to afraid to admit it. Both of them also doubt that the other likes them. It's really funny to watch. 
Sawdust, Silt, and Pothole: Briary really hates her sibs, although, deep, deep, down, she has a small space in her heart, full of love for them. She thinks (hopes) that they are the same.
Trivia
*She is the first MudWing I have ever made.
*Her favorite color is blue, because it reminds her of the first and only time she ever saw the ocean, when she tried to escape.
*Sometimes, the ghost of her dead Bigwings, Splatter, visits her dreams. She always forgets it, though.
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Category:MudWings
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