Marigold

𝐑𝐨𝐥𝐞: Mechanic, Organizer
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𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲: He wasn't supposed to be here.
Instead of blood running through his veins, there is oil.
Instead of a beating heart, there is the whirring of gears and steel.
He wasn't even supposed to be alive.

He loved tinkering with the scraps of fabric and discarded metals in his old clan. But when he went out to fight to protect his clan's territory, he was killed during the battle, his eyes wide as chunks of his body were missing, exposing bone and flesh and staining the grass red.
But, Astra, Cosmos, Myosotis and Lilium discovered his body, still fresh. They took his body to bring it back for a proper burial instead of rotting out in the sun.
Still, Cosmos and Lilium didn't think it was...right.
They decided to try and bring him back to life- note of the word, try. They took the gold they had, carefully melting it and bending it to try and fix what was lost, putting them in plates for easier movement. When they ran out, they tried to mend it with steel.

They found an old engine from a machine at the very back of the hoard and used it for a heart.
If it didn't work, they would've lost valuable materials.

Still, after slowly inserting the heart and screwing the plate shut, his eyes shot open.

𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐲: He doesn't know if he could feel love, even if he did, whats the point? There would be no way for him to have hatchlings...and isn't..that what all female dragons wanted?

𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲: He sees value and potential in even the most common things. He often envies others for their luck and is very careful on keeping himself clean and functional. He's very grateful to be alive though. He doesn't know his name or his past, but he is trying his best to make a new life. He is quite jealous of those who take things for granted, unaware of what they already had. And he grieves.
He grieves for his lost life.

𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬: He loves tinkering with the scraps of discarded metal and creating new things like he used to. Every detail seems so precise, and he handles it with care. He also loves trying out new things- and loves creating things even more.

𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧: from, of course, the Marigold flower. The last few letters caught Astra's attention, gold. When he learned it represents grief, cruelty and jealousy- he quietly thought it would be a good match.

𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫: A construction myth he built from scratch, and a newer companion ((one that equals to an alarm clock.)) which he found in pieces behind Pinkerton's pile- and built back together.