Zecht

For Zecht, live had never been easy; until his eventual arrival to Clan Avalon’s territories. Originally hailing from the Sunbeam Ruins, he’d gotten separated from his mother and father at a young age, and was just basically a defenseless little whelp who couldn’t do, much less understand, the world around him. A chance encounter with another Coatl from the earliest time of Avalon’s expansion had changed everything.

Tired of being alone and having nobody to turn to, he considers all his fellow Coatls (whether they be male or female) to be his ‘second family’, and harbors secret affections for a certain female in their group. Out of all the Coatl males in their ‘flock’ that make up the clan, he’s considered to be one of the ‘younger ones’, even if he insists that he’s all grown-up and is fully ‘a man’ despite his playful demeanor.

Random Information:

• His Draconian is rougher around the edges—if he forgets the equivalent of something, expect him to slip into Coatl and hum out what he wants to say
• Looks up to Eishun as his ‘older brother’, as the two commonly get paired together for perimeter patrols; as well as being considered Rakan’s protégé.
• His body and facial expressions can convey more than his ‘words’, so to speak
• Strangely enough, he’s rather vain about his plumage; insisting on taking care of it twice a day
• Loves sneaking around, and is actually rather good at it. ninja Coatl, anyone?