Water, 90% of the dragon population, school, dragons who ask stupid questions, dragons who point out the obvious, chocolate (disgusting), math, being underestimated, bugs, the cold, bullies, incompetent fools, a lack of grammar
Powers and abilities
Strong, singing, holding her breath for fifteen minutes
Slight anger problems, trust issues, aggressive/salty a majority of the time, fear of water
Venomous SandWing barb, fire-breath, claws, and knives (extremely sharp ones).
I don't speak, nobody's listenin It's not safe to seek the attention
"Aw that's funny. You make it sound like I actually care about what I look like." -Maple
Maple’s hybrid genes aren’t all that noticeable. If one weren’t to study her too closely, she could certainly come off as purebred SandWing.
Maple has the build of a athletic, lean and slender SandWing with a long neck leading up to a narrowed snout and slightly chubby-cheeked face. She stands with the posture of an average dragonet at her age, not too tall but not too short either. Her scales and wings are that of a MudWing, along with her flat back talons. She has incredibly sharp and pointed claws from years of picking at them. In terms of beauty, many would consider her along the lines of average.
Maple has scales of a dusty yellow, paired with tan underscales and a faded orange underbelly. Her tail barb is gold, but fades into a rich chestnut brown near the very end. She has talons that appeared to have been dipped in mud and then speckled with flecks of tan sand. Like a normal SandWing, she radiates heat, but her scales are not as warm as one would expect. Her delicate, soft, and thin SandWing ridge is amber brown and can be easily torn like a piece of fabric.
Instead of the obsidian black eyes of the average SandWing, she contains normal, sharp, grayish blue irises. Her horns are a burnt shade of orange. The top of her wing membranes are a few shades darker than her scales while the undersides are similar to her tail, fading from a dusty yellow to a chestnut brown.
I won't sink, I won't wallow In this dream that I have borrowed
"Don't take it personally. I'm just rude, hostile, and a jerk towards everybody." -Maple
Maple is that salty, annoyingly stubborn, moody, I-don’t-care-about-you-and-I-hope-the-world-burns kind of dragonet. She speaks her opinion with confidence and doesn’t give two flying ducks if she gets bashed for it, how others view her is none of her concern.
The dragoness has a high tolerance towards insults and teasing, but she will reply with a salty comeback or two, or put them in their place. Although she is shown not to care about the well being of others, deep down she actually does, but prefers not to show it. She tends to remember things for long periods of time and holds grudges for even longer. It's rare not to find this dragonet in a bad mood.
She prefers to stay independent due to her lack of trust towards others and thus performs many tasks alone, even if she truly requires help. It isn't easy for her to trust others, but definitely not impossible. She’s snappish, rude, and sometimes brutally honest, despite her hardest not to be.
Maple does have a soft side, but it rarely shows, and even then, she’s still a grumpy beast. Seeing her smiling and happy is a rare event, unless she’s among close friends. She can be light-hearted and humorous during these times. Being the center of attention horrifies the living daylight out of her, but it doesn’t often show.
She holds a strong desire to write, but doesn’t believe she’s actually any good at it. Despite this, she continues to pursue her dream of becoming an author one day.
So don't lead, I won't follow There's no sense in waiting for tomorrow
"I wonder how many forks I can shove down your throat." -Maple
Maple knows no materials art whatsoever, but still makes a formidable opponent with her violent and aggressive nature. She isn't weak when it comes to strength, managing to throw off multiple dragons at once, but isn't incredibly strong either. According to fellow peers, she is quite agile on her talons.
During her time in school, she would excel in science and language arts, having earned high grades in both subjects. Her other subjects were relatively good, excluding math (which she wishes would just burn up and die). She has been told that she has fairly good writing ability, which she doubts.
As for her tribal abilities, she can hold her breath up to fifteen minutes and has obtained a venomous tail barb from her father's side. Along with that, she has firebreath and the naturally warm scales of a SandWing.
"My history is none of your concern, so please crawl back to that little hole you came from." -Maple
Maple was born on the fallen, crisp, golden leaves of a maple tree on the outskirts of the MudWing Kingdom. She had a strict MudWing as a mother, Mist, and a spunky SandWing as her father, Hyrax. They had met and fallen in love years ago after an incident of scattered scrolls.
The two loved and cherished her, treating her as if she was the most precious and wonderful thing that had happened to them. She was forbidden from venturing too far from their mud hut, in fear of her being ridiculed and teased for her hybrid roots.
Months after her hatching, her family of three moved to an island, one of the many that occupied the Bay of A Thousand Scales. Her life hadn’t changed much, except she had no limits to exploring her home. She would often wander off from the cave they called a home to venture the island. She was fascinated with the animal and plant life and would store some of the items she found interesting in her sleeping cave.
Unfortunately, months later, her father died swimming in the ocean. This affected Mist more than it did her, resulting in the MudWing remaining in her quarters for days. She would only leave to find Maple and herself food. She became tired, distant, and even cold towards her dragonet. Maple silently grew bitter and tried to avoid her mother whenever she could, choosing to spend her time around the island than at home.
The second time she moved was when she turned the age of one. Mist did not want her home to be a constant reminder of her late husband so she and her daughter packed up their things once again. They flew overnight and a little into the afternoon, needing to take constant stops due to Maple’s small size, before they finally landed in the crowded city of Possibility.
With the bit of money and treasure Mist had, she rented them a home on the outskirts of the city from some shifty NightWing. Her mother obtained the job of a cook at a nearby restaurant and enrolled Maple into the second best school in the city.
School life was decent. On her first day, some tried to tease her for her hybrid status, but with very few words and a brutal attack, they didn't bother her again. She didn’t make much friends, for she kept to herself and remained quiet throughout her minimal breaks and classes. There was this one SeaWing who constantly followed her around, nagging her, and she nicknamed him “Stalker” for his behavior. Just when she started to warm up to him, he was pulled out of the school and sent to Jade Mountain Academy. After that, Maple continued with her hostile, introvert-like stature, preferring to keep everybody out.
Since then, her life was relatively peaceful and uncomplicated, until three years later, Mist lost her job due to the recent closing of her restaurant. Mist scrambled about trying to grab a new job, but with no connections in Possibility and very little time, that was difficult. This left them without anything to pay for their upcoming due rent.
Despite her mother’s hardest not to show that there was anything to worry about, Maple knew that she had to do something. So, she conjured up a scheme to break into the SandWing Stronghold and steal from the treasury. Packing cloth bags and a knife to use as a weapon two days in advance, she raided the palace under the cover of night.
She succeeded, reluctantly killing off a guard and witness in her wake, and bringing home five bags of treasure.
Her mother was furious with her when she found out the next day. Fuming, the MudWing had walked out on her and didn’t return later that day, or the day after. Unknown to Maple, Mist had returned to the Mud Kingdom. Alone and abandoned, she developed a deeper hatred towards a majority of dragons. She dropped out of school, deeming it unnecessary and used her stolen treasure to provide for herself.
I move in all directions I don't need any protection
"I learned a long time ago that you can't trust or get attached to anyone. Everyone's just a backstabbing liar looking out only for themselves." -Maple
Maple isn't very fond of her mother, usually complaining internally about her parenting skills. She finds her to be too strict, miserable, and a pain in the neck, and often wishes that she would just shut up.
Before he died, Hyrax was a kind-hearted father towards Maple and thus she favoured him over Mist. He taught her many of his useful fighting tactics, even though she had been at a young age and her mother disapproved. She adored his playful and carefree attitude. She misses him dearly, but blames him for the mess that is her life.
Maple gets annoyed by Sapphire's overly happy attitude and sometimes regrets not killing her when she had the chance. Although she often gets on her last nerve, Maple treasures her and appreciates her kind and compassionate words. The little hybrid can easily amuse her with her seemingly outrage and nonsense remarks.
Despite the fact their meeting was brief, Maple has an intense hatred for the RainWing, due to the latter trying to force her into being a model without her consent.
And this beast is interjecting And this soul can't help but connect it
And I'm ill with all that I know Cause it shows what little I know
"You've injured me enough as it is. Also, why are you so determined to get me to stay? Is it because of your lack of friends? Are you so pathetic and lonely that you need to force other individuals to spend time with you?" -Maple
"I'm sure I can make a buck or two off of that hat of yours. Give it."
"Fashion's overrated anyway." -Maple
Maple's physical appearance in modern time doesn't differ greatly from her canon one. She's got the same brown-yellow scales, gray-blue eyes, SandWing tail barb, etc.
As for her clothing and accessories, she wears a silver bracelet on her wrist, gifted to her by a close friend. When getting dressed for the day, she doesn't care for what she throws on, as long as it is appropriate and comfortable. As a common clothing choice, she favours sweaters (preferably black), even if it's sweltering hot outside, with a short-sleeved shirt underneath, and jeans.
I want sacred, I want final And I'm seeking it wherever I go
"Do you have a death wish or something? Because I would be fine with slitting your throat right now. Happy, even." -Maple
Maple is skilled with the use of a knife, not impressively so, but well enough for her to use one as her primary weapon. She is quick on her talons, matching the speed of a slower than average SkyWing, especially when fueled by anger or determination. Her reflexes are pretty formidable as well, and she can stalk with the same silence and concentration of a cat.
Just like her canon doppelganger, Maple has a venomous barb, but lacks the ability to hold her breath for up to fifteen minutes. Her firebreath is also somewhat weaker, but not to a great extent.
Cause I'm hollow, hollow, hollow, hollow, hollow, hollow, hollow, hollow
"Long story short, my mother was a awful excuse for a living being and decided to cast me out." -Maple
A year before she was born, her father died somewhere outside of Foxtail. Her mother, who wanted no constant reminder of her late husband, had debated whether or not to keep her egg many times over in her head, before deciding that she would wait until her dragonet was of two years of age before disowning them somewhere in the streets of Foxtail and returning to a much comfortable city in the Mud Kingdom.
And that was exactly what she did. When Maple woke up one morning, she found she was no longer sleeping peacefully in her bed, but stranded in a back alley. She immediately despised her mother for kicking her out under her own selfish reasons.
Maple was quick to learn how to survive in the harsh city. Upon her first day of wandering, she found a knife while scurrying around in a dumpster. With glee, she sharpened its blade against a rock and made it her primary weapon for her field of work. She stole valuables from unsuspecting civilians to provide food for herself and slept upon rooftops during the night or abandoned buildings when it rained. She was careful not to spend the money she stole unwisely, determined to get herself a proper place to live.
She gained a few allies during her time on a streets. A notable one being a pesky SeaWing that went by "Patch". She stumbled upon him while he was trying to steal a chocolate bar from a grocery store, commenting on his lousy choice in treats. He merely shrugged his shoulders at her and responded with a snarky remark about how much he loved chocolate.
When she turned five, she had saved up enough money to rent out a small one-bedroom apartment and a small bed. Till this day, she continues her job as a thief, stealing what she needs and sometimes, just for the thrill of it.
I stay empty, I feel the hunger So simple when I was younger
Being Maple's boyfriend, he is one of the few dragons she holds dear to her heart, despite their rocky beginning. She can actually be kind towards him and tolerates his presence, but doesn't have a problem with threatening him into shutting up like any other dragon she's met.
Honestly, there needs to be a new word for the deep hatred and bitterness she feels towards that messed up hybrid. She is oblivious of the supposed feelings Magic has for her, but finds her lovey-dovey remarks irritating.
At first, Maple was skeptical about the pesky SeaWing, but soon grew to like him over time. She finds his pathetic attempts at joking to be somewhat hilarious. She'll sometimes join him on some kind of heist, but prefers to stay away from his grand schemes because unlike him, she doesn't intend on being hauled away to jail.
Maple thinks Raccoon is a very interesting and close friend of hers. She enjoys talking to and joking around with her and finds her to be pretty funny. They usually end up having silly, playful arguments whenever they talk.
Maple loves spending time with the peculiar pink NightWing, and considers her to be a nice dragon to be around. She is one of her closest friends and Maple is perfectly content to share her problems with her.
Maple respects and relates to the other hybrid for their own saltiness, intimidating influence, and violent nature. She doesn't quite know if she would call them a friend, but does think of them as an acquaintance.