Cucumis

Cucumis- Honey Dew, cause I mean, look at her.

She is the healthiest Coatl in the lair. Her vibrant colors do not go unnoticed by the clan, nor prey. Often, she scared away the prey and was soon relieved of her duties as a hunter during her first week of joining the clan.

Instead, she was to relay information (or at least give an effort considering her strange language) she gathered from her trips to the Emberglow Hearth every mating season. During the time between mating seasons, she collaborates with the rest of the dragons in her page to sort out useful information.

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She considered herself to be beautiful, vibrant and alive. However, Dragonhome seemed so... how should she put it? Dull. Bland. Colorless. At the very least, on the surface it was. Yet, she refused to put much effort into digging and seeking out caves.

Cucumis had initially intended in relocating herself to the Viridian Labyrinth. To her dismay, she found herself in the Tangled Wood. The urge to go to the Ashfall Waste messed with her sense of direction. The drab and muted colors brought her a constant motion of unease, so she knew she most certainly could not stay in this place.

She got distracted by these bright mushrooms, and eventually found herself in this terrifying area known as the Scarred Wasteland. At this point, she disregarded any and all instinctual urges to go anywhere and just kept making a mad dash for any other area. Avoiding sickness like the... well, plague.

Tired, lost, and completely enchanted by the Starwood Strand, she found a pack of mirrors hunting for prey. Willing to prove herself useful as long as she got to stay in this wondrous place without being lost, she agreed to hunt.

Of course, this didn't work out as well as she planned, but Jiarl had suspected this. Instead, the matriarch gave her the task of gathering information on what is happening with other clans and such.

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A bit full of herself, as she is incredibly vain, Cucumis holds herself at high regards. This, for a while, conflicted with Sidrea. The two, however, do their best to set aside their language barriers, and find ways to have competitive banter as to what they gather and what they sort.

Of course, Cucumis, being the disaster lesbian she is, will never admit her developing feelings about Sidrea, and will just continue to have a growing rivalry.