Targetria

Targetria Mintleaf

LORE
Targetria is the more unfortunate of the twins. She is not as good as she believes she can be and is a little hot headed. She was banished at a young age after the assassin trials and she escaped just before they could erase her memory. After that she ran from Swiftwind Village and into the forest. She would meet Maria in the forest and would be captured in her presence. She would feel loved, and discover Maria's cave full of dragon bones, and would see her as the siren she is, but she would still give in in the end for she is desperate for love and recognition. It's all she ever wanted in life.
Maria would be intrigued by the confused ridgeback and her will to live the life she wanted and see her as it's own little oddity under its wing. She would tend to Targetria like she does all her victims, but with love and curiosity rather than hunger.

Date: 12/27/2020
Age: 4 days old

"GAH!"
I fell down on my side again as I slipped in an unexpected patch of mud and muck, hidden between the blades of grass they hadn't seemed so lush. Grass, another enemy to add to my future "totally annihilate without mercy" list. The thing that always slipped me up in the end. And I had been ahead of my sister too...
Ahead my mother was jumping through the bamboo stalks and the few trees that dare faced the dominating plant. She stopped as soon as she heard my grunt as I hit the floor. She sighed out a puff of sparkling disease, which dispersed in the wind before it could do any harm. She dropped to the ground, letting her claws rake down the bamboo stalk with little regard for the environment, and walked over towards me with that same plastered look of disappointment on her face. Her face seemed to have only one mode, and that was disappointment.
"Siiiiigh... If you're going to keep falling you'll never keep up with the rest of the clan's members. You have a job here to do, and your mess ups won't be welcomed amongst the council or on any mission they have... What did you slip on this time?" Her voice was exasperated, used to being this way after asking this question so many times. I stood up and tried to stand tall, but my head was put on a swivel, so I went to brushing myself off first to hide the inability to look her in the eye.
"Grass again, ma'am. I miscalculated what ground they were growing on again. A simple mistake. It won't happen again!" I said, my voice stronger then how I truly felt. She snorted through her nostrils again.
"That's what you said the last hundred times!" she snapped, as the body of my sister, Boggess, approached behind me. The race to be first was over. Secrecy made eye contact and became more animated in her body language as she sat on her back legs and rose her forelegs, pointing to my sister and then waving it in my direction, "Why can't you be more like your sister? She's got enough sense in her head to know rushing ahead is the work of fools. She hasn't slipped on grass once, and yet you seem to want to make out with it every chance you get. Try and watch what she does for a change and learn from her..."
Secrecy snorted again, her frustration threatening to make her voice more unkept and louder. She began to storm off again, lifting her wings up to her sides and getting her feet into the dirt of the land again. Boggess gave me that neutral look she always had, a look I was never sure if she was being disapproving or apologetic with, before rushing after her mother. She was so much slower than me, and taking in the scenery. I bit back my anger and replaced it with understanding. I knew that jealousy wouldn't work, and that was what Secrecy wanted for me. To spur me on. I didn't need to be spurred on, I needed to be recognized for my skills and talents that I already had and taught to perfect them. Not forced into doing drag races with my "perfect" sister and guilt tripped into doing what they wanted me to do. It wasn't what I was going to endure. I wanted to get to the top and be one of the greats, the head of the house, and I would get to choose who was worthy of the assassin's blade.
But if I had to be better than my sister, then I would be better in my own ways.
I stood in the grass and twisted it under my heels before dashing off after them, catching up with ease.
Look out Boggess... I'm coming to take your throne as heir.


Date: 12/28/2020
Age: 5 days - Adult

Today was the day. It was the time to shine. The initiation. The trials that would prove my worth to the elites; to the entire assassin's guild. They were watching me and my sister, and this was what we were born for. Greatness.
I looked to my sister, Boggess, besides me. My sister. My rival. My goal. She didn't look at me, her bright green eyes looking forwards. She would not make eye contact, as hard as I tried. The sudden stab of reality struck my heart. So that's how it was?! I wasn't worhty of her time now. I was nothing but a speed bump to her. A nat in her way. I saw how it was. I was nothing to her. I snorted, having wanted to wish her good luck. Not anymore.
I would not be turned away today. This was my destiny. Mother would be showed up by the voters, and I would get to laugh in her face. I was going to show her what for-