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 roots aren't easy to spot in a crowd or from a distance. She looks more SandWing than MudWing and could come off as a purebred SandWing if one weren't to look at her physical appearance too closely.
Maple has the build of a athletic, lean and slender SandWing with a narrowed snout and graceful neck. 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 back talons that fall flat. She has incredibly sharp claws from years of picking at them. A smirk or smug look is usually always present on her snout. In terms of beauty, many would consider her along the lines of average.
Resting across her right shoulder is a small, unnoticeable scar she received from a fight against a SandWing guard and a spear during her robbery of the SandWing Stronghold. Running along her underbelly can be found another faint scar from the same battle. Slung over shoulder during daily walks through Possibility is a satchel of jewels and treasures.
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 the 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 pitch black eyes, she contains normal, sharp, grayish blue dragon eyes. Burnt orange horns sit atop her head. The top of her wing membranes are a few shades darker than her scales while the undersides are like 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, stubborn, 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. 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. Her trust in one is hard to earn, but if you do, you mustn’t do anything that’ll harm it for she’ll quickly turn stone cold on you and demonstrate her rage with a vicious tongue lashing. She’s snappish, rude, and sometimes brutally truthful, despite her hardest not to be.
She feels little remorse or regret towards the things she’s done, but a bit of pity for the dragons she murdered during her heist will peek through at least once a day. She’ll shrug it off and repeat the quote her mother told her years ago, about things happening and nothing you can do will change it.
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 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
"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, but isn't incredibly strong either. She can handle a knife well, especially when it comes to throwing, as she can strike her target from a distance with impressive accuracy.
During her time in school, she excelled in science and language arts. It doesn't take long for her to conjure up some clever retort that'll sting her opponent good. She can easily think her way around a tough situation.
Maple received one tribe ability from each parent. Due to the MudWing's ability to hold their breath for one hour, she can hold hers for up to fifteen. She inherited her father's SandWing venomous tail barb.
"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 loving MudWing as a mother, named Mist, and a spunky SandWing as her father, named 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 items she found interesting in her sleeping cave.
During her time on the island, 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 Mist had, she rented them a home on the outskirts of the city from a shifty NightWing Maple didn’t trust at all. 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 she quickly and quietly taught them a lesson. They didn't bother her again. She didn’t make much friends there for she kept to herself and remained quiet throughout 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, her mother being the only exception.
Over the course of time, the two grew close once more. That is, until three years later, Mist lost her job due to the restaurant closing down. Mist scrambled about trying to grab a new job, but with no connections in Possibility, 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, killing off all the guards and eye witnesses in her wake. Maple carried home a total of five bags of valuable treasure.
Her mother was furious with her when she found out. 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 deep hatred towards everyone and a goal not to trust or rely on anyone too much- they would always stab her in the back sometime later. She dropped out of school, deeming it unnecessary and used her stolen treasure to pay off the rent for her home and 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 squidface looking out only for themselves." -Maple
Before she abandoned her in
Possibility, Mist and Maple had a close relationship. They were quite warm and
kind towards one another. Whenever Maple got upset, she could always confide in her mother. Her and mother tended to bond over their loves of the
language arts. Maple often got annoyed at Mist’s strict personality. They don't always get along and Mist highly disapproves of Maple's violent behavior (making Maple want to roll her eyes and shove forks down her throat.)
Now, Maple wishes she never got close to her again and that the volcano of the old NightWing island swallowed her mother up and burned her alive.
Before he died, Hyrax was a kind-hearted father towards Maple. She favored him over Mist. He taught her many of his useful fighting tricks, 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 her life going downhill.
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 tolerates her and sometimes appreciates her kind and compassionate words. The little hybrid reminds her of her mother (when she isn't in a cranky mood) and can often amuse her.
Maple finds Riletta to be an odd and crazy, but funny dragon to talk to. She would very much like to strangle her for annoying her with puns, though.
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 of hers. 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, even if it's sweltering hot outside.
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 consent.
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. 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 robbing of dragons. 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 delicious treats. He merely shrugged his shoulders at her and responded with a snarky remark about how much he loved chocolate.
On many occasions they worked together to pull off schemes having to do with banks, convenience stores, and one time a gaming company that had almost caught and thrown them in jail. During that time they had to remain low, due to the two being wanted criminals after the little robbery. Somehow Patch managed to erase their crime and faces from the media. Maple often wondered how he had done it, but found she really didn't care.
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 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 loathes her with all her heart, ever since the day they met and she almost killed her. 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 a 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 that they are an acquaintance.
I awaken with the thunder A bold statement to end my slumber
And this feeling has got a window Till I'm numb, till I am blissful
"Everything about me is classified information. 'Kay? Thanks. Run along now." -Maple
Maple murdered a total of thirteen dragons during her heist of the SandWing Stronhold.
Doesn't like chocolate, it tastes disgusting to her.
Maple despises wearing jewelry
She can and likes to sing.
Adores the sight of gore and will often talk about gory type things.
Hates incredibly strong sweet smells.
Doesn't like eating much.
Oddly enough, she doesn't swear.
She insults her acquaintances/friends ten times daily because she's just that nice :)
Her mental age is 68.
It is common to hear her muttering about everyone just dropping dead
She is a master at staring contests.
Can never keep her talons or still
Her name originated from a maple tree
She has some SeaWing ancestry somewhere back
Till the sum outweighs the mental Till the blood of both is my limbo
And I'm hollow, hollow, hollow, hollow hollow, hollow, hollow, hollow