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Wildfires scales are a rusted orange that glows in the sunset, overlaid with a darker shade of rust orange.
For most of Wildfires early life, she lived in a quiet neighborhood in the North-East of Pyrrhia near the Sky Kingdoms palace and the Claw of the Cloud Mountains.
Some of the time she would go to the rivers and lakes nearby to the spend the day with her mother, Avian, and the little SkyWing dragonet would play for hours with the dragonets who lived nearby, to happy and content with life near the Diamond Spray Delta to realize how sad her mother was all the time. Other times her mother would read her a ancient scroll called 'The Dragon in the Iron mask' under the moonlit trees at night until she fell asleep happily in her mothers wings, happy that the next evening could be spent under the stars listening to tales of a masked hero who flew each night into Pyrrhia's night skies and brought justice to the helpless and fear to the evil. Everything Wildfire wanted to be... as long as she had mommy.
Eventually Wildfire and her mother were forced to move to the SkyWing dragonets confusion to another village farther up North and not to far from the Ice Kingdom, and nearer to her grandmother and Uncle Crags homes up in the mountains. Wildfire never got the chance to say good bye to her old friends, and she never saw them again after that, although the happy memories still lingered.
Wildfire visited her grandmother very often, a rich SkyWing nobless who had remarried to a SkyWing after her mother and Uncle's own father died from a paralyzing disease and had been kicked out of the army during the SandWing Succession for it. Her grandmother, a spiffy, grouchy old SkyWing, mostly let young Wildfire to her own devices when she was over at her home, allowing her to do whatever as long as she wasn't bothersome. This got pretty lonely for the dragonet after awhile, but she was glad that her half uncles,aunts and cousins were actually over quite often so she wasn't bored for long.
Even though she didn't realize that some of her uncles and aunts didn't really like her that much, she still was always happy to see them when they came over for her grandmothers fancy dinners and parties often.
After awhile Wildfire noticed that sometimes when her mother came over to pick Wildfire up from her grandmothers the uncles and aunts that were sometimes hanging around would start whispering fervently to each other and shooting cold stares at her mother, and Wildfire wasn't sure if her mother was just not paying attention or she was pretending to not notice in her sad, distant way.
She always wondered if it had something to do with her father, and maybe that was why her mother refused to talk to her all together if she brought about the subject, why her mother seemed to have not kept a trace of anything to do with her father anywhere.
After awhile, back at her home village, Wildfire became more acquainted with the nearby neighbors, although her mother warned her often to not associate with strangers ever, but the SkyWing dragonet didn't actually see anything wrong with the dragons who lived nearby except they were clearly astigmatic to anything going on with anyone else as long as it didn't have anything to do with them.
One old blind homeless SkyWing would often take daily walks around the neighborhood with a light almost blonde three legged fox nearby guiding him safely through the streets.
Wildfire was empathetic towards the SkyWing, and he would often stop to talk with the small dragonet for awhile before having to continue on his walk so he could, as she had always understood, check out a good place to stay for the night.
Almost a year later, Wildfire was taken to her new school for the first time.
Avian had been working a lot more into the night lately, and talking to the her daughter less often too, leaving Wildfire a little lonely sometimes, which mostly meant 90 percent of the time she just stayed in her room or walked around outside pretending she was a bird or that she would go on heroic quest's with a imaginary group of friends to save Pyrrhia from evil dragons.
At her new school most of the dragonets were loud, demanding and a little to careless and selfish for taste. Most of the students were SkyWings and IceWings, although their were a few here in their in the mix from the other distant kingdoms of Pyrrhia. Wildfire found herself playing alone again like she did at home when her mother told her to stay in her room and not come out when she was working; Talking to herself, pretending she had friends when she really didn't... at least not really good friends.
Wildfire ran from school often to go hide up in the mountains or a hollow near her home. She hated school. She just wished for everything to be all over with it so she could be free, and happy.
It was a little hard to come by anything similar in this place, trapped under her families claws.
Her salvation came in the form of a young Sand/IceWing hybrid named Ace. Wildfire had been sent downstairs to the front office to take care of attendance for the day when she spotted a older, stern looking male SandWing who was squinting at the head of school, a round female SkyWing named Ketupa.
The dragonet with him, evidently his daughter, at least four or five years older then Wildfire, was looking around at the paper cranes hanging from the ceiling and along the tunnel passageways in the mountain school with a dreamy awe. Wildfire handed the crumpled sheet of scroll into Ketupa's open talons, slipping away back to her classroom, and as far as she was aware, Ace never noticed she was their.
Months wore on, and Wildfire got to know Ace a bit more better, and they became friends quickly, although the SandWing hybrid was a little wary of Wildfire, but try as she might she couldn't ever really hide her smile's behind her wings. She opened up to Wildfire, and the dragonet learned that Ace was actually pretty funny, and she could be pretty good at acting. The hybrid seemed to have weirdly entertaining, at least to three year old Wildfire. She was open towards most, but in this way that was almost wrapped in a paper thin covering.
Ace was fun to be around, and often after school (without her mother's permission, of course, but it's not likely she cared anyway), they would go on 'scavengings', searching the mountainsides for interesting objects and other cool finds she'd sometimes give to her Uncle.
Back at home, things had become in different in Wildfire's life. Sure, she had been spending most of her time with her good friend Ace, and she had gotten to meet her stiff, thin father, Cholla's, who actually was sorta nice when she got to know him, although he seemed a little like the type to want to keep Ace under his wing while they flew above the mountains of the Sky Kingdom recording animals and plant life.
But she soon realized something was wrong in her family, and it was, as far as the dragonet could tell, something to do with her mother and likely her uncle Crag to. She didn't quite understand, why her grandmother despised her mother so much.
One day, after school, Wildfire came home, slipping into their quiet house perched along the side of a craggy mountain overlooking the streets and roads of their village. Avian had been working longer hours on her job, whatever it was, and seemed to never have time to play with Wildfire like when she was younger and they had lived by the ocean what felt like so many life times ago. She wished her mother would just be happy again. Anything to just make her smile at her perfectly good only dragonet. Thats what she wanted to think anyway, that her mother saw Wildfire as a good, not worthless dragonet.
Her mother was slumped forward in a pile of blankets in the living room, her thick dark scarves roughly askew around the base of her neck, and her dark navy blue cloak hanging loosely more on one side unevenly. Wildfire asked her what was the matter, but her mother ignored her, pressing her eyes more shut.
The small Skywing, who only was up to about her mothers elbow, curled up against Avian's tail, sighing softly. She then noticed a tear sliding down her mothers scaly dark red cheek, and she asked again what was the matter.
'Just shut up.' Avian snapped suddenly, pulling her tail out of the dragonets grasp. 'Go to your room right now.'
Wildfire, confused, stumbled backwards and tripped over her thick dragonet wings and tail. She pleaded with her mother, but Avian snarled at her to go away and go to her room.
'But mommy, what did I do? Whats wrong? What did I do?' The SkyWing wringed her claws, blinking back tears.
'Don't call me mommy. Just go. To your room.' She breathed in a rattling sigh, brushing away the silvery tear on her red scales with a claw. 'You sound like a broken record. Get out of here or i'll throw out your scrolls, I'll make sure your not allowed to see that friend of yours for awhile. Can't you see i'm busy? How many times do I have to tell you not to bother me when i'm working?' Wildfire knew her mother was just upset, what about, she didn't know, but she obeyed.
For the next few months Wildfire tried to avoid her mother as much as possible, especially when she seemed to be doing nothing at all.
Their were times when her mother opened up and acted more like her older self, the one who took her out to ice cream and watched the stars with her during the summer. That was all Wildfire asked for, someone to hang out with, and be happy with, and have good memories with, but those times were few.
Wildfire and her mother were never really close in relationship, And she sometimes scares Wildfire, she's never able to tell when she's going to snap and become the mother she has nightmare's about often, and she's realized it was better to just stay quiet and submissive around her mother, just like she had always yelled at her to do, to just stay quite and reasonable and not be the little
Unlike her mother, Wildfire was very close to her uncle. The two are almost inseparable, and Wildfire enjoys watching her uncle tinker around with his inventions and blueprints. He was the only one who ever acknowledged her hatching day, WIP
Her relationship with her mother's rich SkyWing mom is... a little confusing. They never really got along in emotional and belief sense, and she was always baffled by her grandmother's hate for her own daughter, Avian. WIP
As far as Wildfire know's, she has never met him. she doesnt have a relationship with him at all but WIPWIPWIp
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