Belladonna

Poisonous Rose.

Hidden within the deepest, darkest parts of the forest, it is said that there is a spirit who is cursed. Called a monstrosity. A freak of nature. A mistake. Because of this, it is rumored that this spirit hates all. That it wants nothing more than to drain the life of any that dare oppose it, in a painful, agonizing manner.

But these stories are nothing more than faleshoods which twist the truth.

She was no monster. Far from it, in fact. Formed from the strange mixings of shadow magic and flora within the Viridian Labyrinth, she was stitched together, from the flowers and leaves around her. The vines crossed and knit themselves together, the petals gently decorating the form of a living creature--a dragon. And she was a beautiful, poisonous rose. A dragoness with venom flowing through her veins, with the ability to bite with deadly poison.

She had the power to kill, so very easily. And she knew that, was conscious of it.

And she feared herself.

She had tried to integrate herself with other clans before, when she grew conscious of herself as a dragon. But the clans nearby were cruel to her, terrified when she would accidentally reveal her venomous fangs. Even when she used it to heal other dragons that had, somehow, been poisoned by a deadly plant or an enemy, she was cast out the moment that she healed them with her own terrible, terrible gift. Some even tried to use her as a weapon--falsely lulling her into a sense of security and acceptance, before revealing their cruel desires.

She belonged nowhere. She was either feared, or was a potential weapon. She had no place, anywhere, and feared she never would.

That is, until one day, where she encountered three rather adventurous dragons who did not seem frightened by her. In fact...they almost seemed eager to speak to her, completely unafraid, and even offered her to come back with them to their clan. Nervous and unsure, she accepted their offer...and found a peaceful oasis within the middle of the forest, hidden within the trees. A clan of second chances, she was told. Where one's past does not matter, and only the goodness of their hearts is seen.

Maybe she had finally found a place where she could belong...