^ Basefill by DireWerewolfGirl ^
^ Art by x-_Snowy_-x ^
About Poison:
Name: Poison.
Gender: Female.
Tribe(s): Rain/Night hybrid.
Scale Color(s): Various shades of purple with green underscales, horns, spikes, and ruff in varying shades.
Tribe Powers: RainWing venom, but it burns hotter, more like fire would, a side effect of her NightWing genes. Her scales do not change color.
Book: Unknown.
Theme Song: Unknown.
Age: 8.
Background: Poison hatched in her nest, like any normal dragonet would. Her RainWing father and NightWing mother were waiting there, watching her. Because of her scales, they ended up naming her Grapevine. When young Grapevine was about a week old, during the night a LeafWing by the name of Manchineel came and smuggled her off for reasons unknown. As Grapevine grew up under the eyes of Manchineel, she was told that Manchineel had found her in the rainforest, alone on the floor of the jungle where anything could get her. Not wanting the dragonet to be killed by some predator, Manchineel had swooped in and brought the dragonet home. Grapevine also grew up thinking that she had never been named, which was why Manchineel had always referred to her with terms like 'Dragonet' and 'You". Eventually, with Grapevine learning about different kinds of poisons under her mentor, training to be the perfect killer, Grapevine chose a name for herself at the age of four. Poison, after everything she had been so carefully studying the past few years. At the age of seven, Poison ran away from Manchineel, and an elderly NightWing called Bladewielder took her in. After a few months, Poison was set to run away again, never content with her life. Though she was sorry to leave Enigma, Bladewielder's nephew and the closest thing to a friend Poison had ever known, the dragoness disappeared into the night, never intending to come back. A month after Poison turned eight, a letter arrived from Queen Ethereal of the RainWings, asking her to go to Jade Mountain. Ignoring the letter, Poison continued her life as it was, living alone in a small, formerly abandoned treehouse. A few weeks later, an unsigned letter arrived, and whatever the contents were, they convinced her to go to the Academy.
Personality: Extremely sarcastic, restless, independent, intelligent, impatient and hotheaded, though cool, calm, and deadly when it comes to choices regarding assassination. Hard to trust and even harder to gain trust from, Poison is a master when it comes to what she does. Your classic introvert, too.
Quote: "Well, look who we have here..."
Biggest Fear: Betrayal, even though (ironically) she's betrayed others more than once.
Triggers: Mentions of her history (her family that she thinks abandoned her, plus sometimes Manchineel).
Likes: Poisons, being alone, arguing, oryx (to eat).
Dislikes: Being social, being imprisoned, long, boring debates/lectures.
Cryptic Line About Her:
Voice: Slight Australian accent.
Fight, Flight, or Freeze: Probably fight, though maybe flight if she had the opportunity to kill her attacker later.
Other: I got Poison as a color palette adoptable from DireWerewolfGirl . Also, Poison wears leaf pouches around her neck to carry some of her things (pouches look like Sundew's).
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