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Sandwing with a faint dash of Mudwing

Nickname(s)
Hori

Gender
Male

Age
3

Appearance
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Personality
This Sandwing has a sharp tongue filled with an endless pool of threats and insults, he even backs it up with his newly developed tail, which he is yet to find out if the barb has full effect due to his young age. As you may have already guessed, he has quite a short temper and snaps easily and is quick to try and 'put them back in their place' as he likes to phrase it. He looks like quite a cinnamon roll, though he is a reckless risk-taker underneath, think of it as a feisty dragon wearing the suit of a harmless animal. This bold personality is thought to be a facade, though, just hide pain and suffering. He does have a big capacity to love dragons, but he rarely shows this side and only his mother, father and grandfather have seen it/noticed it, but there are more dragons he may have shown minor kindness to.

Abilities
Weak poison tail barb, possibly can breath fire though he has never tried.

Sexuality
Supposedly doesn't matter to him but heterosexual.

Relationships
Unless you know what you're doing, I think you will want to back off.

Family
Mother - Sahara - Sandwing (@/open)
Father - Nile - Sandwing 1/4 MudWing (@/open)
Grandfather - Quicksand - Sandwing x Mudwing (deceased)

Occupation & Hobbies
None, unless insulting others counts.

Backstory
Born and raised within the Kingdom of Sand, both parents looking after him with his father out on many expeditions on many occasions, most lasting longer than a week. One trip, he decided to follow his father out of pure curiosity and to get the taste of freedom that he lacked at home. The dragonet was around the age of two at the time of this event. Horus hid behind the occasional cactus and small dips in the sand to hide from Nile whenever he glanced over behind him to presumably check if anyone was following but never noticed the small dragonet. After a single strenuous night, the young SandWing had almost lost all of his energy, until a horrifying scene unfolded before him. Horus' father stood next to multiple other SandWings in a circle formation, a small gap between the off-yellow scales and tails of strangers showed a body, bloodied and ripped to shreds. Even from the distance he was at, he could see it in vivid detail. Gleaming black eyes from the dead SandWing were glazed and glassy, a red (not sure what colour SandWing blood is) pool of blood surrounding them and spreading freshly, the kill had to be recent. His attention was quickly drawn away from the body and to another more horrific sight, another SandWing was gone, the harsh crash of his body hitting the dunes along with the large puff of sand arising into the air. This was an easily recognisable body, the shape of the talons and the gaping mouth were enough to alone to recognise it.

It was the face of his one and only grandfather.

Horus tried desperately to hold in his screech of fury and sorrowful emotion but his body wouldn't let him. The unholy scream of emotional agony was let loose upon the group of adults, their faces instantly turning in mostly confusion, but alertness. "Don't run, my son." His father grinned with bloodied fangs, the most disturbing smile any dragon in the whole of Phyrria could of pulled off. The dragonet screeched again and sprinted for dear life over the dunes. His hearing buzzed with the sound of equally disturbing chuckling from the other adults, his vision blurred and literally useless to the point he might as well be blind. Adrenaline kept him running, going, never looking back. His father did not chase him, but did continue to speak. "Make this easy for yourself, my dearest child." His father's voice rung senselessly into his head. "Surrender to me now and I will make your death quick." The male tried to cry "never" but only a quiet squeak would form. Always on the run now and never looking back.

A mere day later, Sahara was worried sick as any caring mother would be about their child. Nile had returned to the home that they shared to see his wife almost in tears, her eyes were glittering brighter than a SandWings usually would. He had asked her what was wrong, coming over to comfort her as if the last night's events had never happened and he didn't have a murderous tendency. The female managed to speak, explaining that she couldn't find Horus anywhere and asked if Nile had seen him. He shook his head and tried to look as convincing as possible that he didn't know a thing. A small stream of salty wetness ran over her scales, after their years of marriage and no knowledge of her husband's constant murders, of course she believed him. Nile had soothed her as much as he could and announced that he would search for their missing son. She had cried many thank yous and requested to come with him, which he accepted with a plan of dark intentions.

8 Years Before...
Nile had joined the murdering 'cult' about five years after marrying Sahara. It all happened on a hunt. The male had been venturing out into the deserted plains of his home while trying to find a few things to eat before being confronted by two large SandWings. He had jumped in surprise at the pair's sudden appearance and also confusion. Why would they even be here with him? Maybe they one of them was a merchant he had ticked off a few days back at the Scorpion Den... They were both very large and bulky on build, everything about them showed such intelligence for battle experience, even the way their eyes glinted menacingly off the sweltering sun. Neither of them could of been that scrawny salesman. Nile asked them simply what they wanted and why they were here. They both snorted something of laughter. One pounced on him with such speed, especially surprising for someone with such a stocky build while the other came try and stop his thrashing tail and the poisonous barb that flicked dangerously. He growled loudly before attempting to twist around reach a free arm out to scratch his attackers underbelly. But before he could the SandWing on top of his back pinned his claws to the ground like the rest. Nile continued to struggle feebly, but with his tail able to just slip out of the other dragon's talons and nick him across the face. He sounded a little more annoyed than in pain and quickly was on Nile's venomous tail once more. The last that he saw was a sandy tail coming for his face, that's when he became engulfed in darkness...

With a skull-splitting headache, Nile peeled his eyes open slowly. Everything was swaying in and out of focus, but he could hear numerous voices in... wherever he was. A blob a tan swept across his vision as well as another, even with his foggy thoughts, he knew they were SandWings. Close to his ear, he heard a voice snap loudly. He yowled a little, while the sharp hearing of the SandWing tribe came with its perks, yelling right into the ear of one wasn't exactly the nicest gift. "Wake up you dumb, impure excuse of a dragon!" The same voice growled threateningly, still painfully right next to his ear while giving Nile a harsh shove. He was too foggy minded from being unconscious recently to be able to snap back at them. All he could think about was the safety of his Sahara. She was all he ever cared about and if anyone ever dare hurt her, they would be paying a hefty price.

Unfinished

Fun Facts!
• The group of SandWings Nile was a part of were destined on destroying those who were 'impure' SandWings, hence why attacking his own son due to him being distantly MudWing.
• Nile proved himself to the 'pure' group by killing five hybrids and hiding his part MudWing identity and saying that Horus was not related to him. That was the only reason he was not murdered like every other one the group had encountered.
• Horus received his necklace from his grandfather on his first birthday, it was supposed to be a way for him be close to him when Quicksand was gone for long times.
• Horus had a very close relationship with his grandfather, it is thought that Nile not only killed Quicksand for his group, but also out of jealousy.

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