taya

taya was a boy not quite like the rest of his fellows; effeminate and graceful with sun-kissed glistening wings, he stood out with not only his looks but his elegant mannerisms, competing with even the most graceful and even-tempered skydancer. but of course, as young drakes tend to do with something that sticks out, he was quickly hammered back down with vile slurs and insults. even still he simply revelled in any form of attention he could get his mitts on.
once the attention from his peers grew stale in his eyes it left a pit in his stomach, an insatiable lust for eyes, and what exactly did he find to fill up that pit? why, performance art of course!