Atlas

Born in the Hidden Depths Tribe, Atlas was the son of the leader, Raanan, and still holds his head high despite any troubles such a status has caused him.

At a young age, he followed the advice of his father to head to Windbreak Territory, where it was still split into three different, rivalling tribes, and took refuge within the Lycan Tribe. At first, he could tell his presence wasn't. . . greatly appreciated with many of the clanmates due to his connection with the Hidden Depths Tribe, but over time they warmed up to him as they seemed to slowly forget just where he came from.

When the day came that several Lost Seas Tribe members and dragons from Hidden Depths Tribe came to the newly formed Windbreak City looking for refuge, he was more quicker then other dragons to greet his father with open wings, having not been able to visit him at all within his daily life.

He ignores any remarks about his father and just tries to enjoy any moment with his dad to make up for lost time in his childhood when he was separated from him. When news came around that his father was attacked by a Crowned Roc and was no where to be found, he would've searched hours on end for Raanan, but wasn't successful in anyways. Atlas ignored the theories of him being gone forever and still help onto hope while he tried his best to help comfort Lola, the dragonet being the younger sister of his father and had been with him when the roc had attacked them, only for him to tell her to flee while he fended it off. The poor dragon felt guilty that he was gone and mourned day in, day out, and Atlas tried his best but knew that he couldn't do too much himself.

The two of them were the first to know when Raanan had returned with the crew of The Pike and quickly were reunited with him, the dragon now having scars scattered along different parts of his body but seemed to be in general good shape. Now, Atlas sticks a bit more closer to his father's side, fearful of losing him again but instead for good.

Maybe a fashion designer?