Glasur

fourth youngest of twenty-nine siblings. ran away from his home in the zephyr steppes at a young age and was abducted shortly after, raised as a warrior in the carrion canyon to fight other dragons to survive.

ran away once more after several years, and lived on the run for a handful of months before finding himself in the starfall isles, exhausted and injured. he collapsed, and when he woke up, there were other dragons tending to his wounds. after lots of panic and a few slashes, he settled down and more or less got adopted into the clan.

still retains a lot of habits from his time fighting, though he doesn't LIKE doing so -- responds to most things he finds unpleasant or out of the ordinary with anger or disgust, and his first impulse is to fight more often than not, despite how he detests it. doesn't sleep much, and doesn't sleep well, either.

scared of intimacy. scared of attachment. scared of lightning. scared of himself. won't admit any of the above. possibly the most closed-off dragon in clan caeruleus. likes birds. easily startled. finds larger dragons threatening, especially if they get aggressive; it brings back bad memories. doesn't like physical contact.