Eros

- heir of nobility from the ice region; was born in a wealthy clan and raised as an aristocrat
- however, he was sick of being coddled and condescended to- everyone treated him like a delicate flower despite his immense size and his brothers made fun of him for being scared of the dark
- to prove them wrong, he stated he was going to leave, and his father promised him a place among the highest nobility in the clan if he could survive even one moon in the Tangled Wood
- Eros took the bet and left home the very next day
- he soon learned that being a spoiled prince hadn't taught him much about the real world; only one night in, he found himself in the brambles, cold, hungry, and lost in the dark; he stumbled through the brush, thorns tearing at his wings, trying to find a place to hide for the night
- a horde of wraith hounds was tearing apart their latest kill nearby when they caught his scent, and like flies on rotting flesh, the pack descended upon Eros
- he fled, but tangled himself up in the brambles and could not run any further
- he was narrowly rescued by a bold female imperial named Ari; she briefly checked over his wounds and brought him back to the Twisted Reach, where he agreed to wait out the month within the sanctuary of the caverns
- Eros later decided to stay after receiving a message that his clan had moved further south and into even colder weather; he'd grown attached to several dragons in the Twisted Reach anyway: Ari, Ransom, and Sakura to name a few
- spoiled and entitled, Eros is not easy to get along with~ it takes a kind and patient dragon to befriend him, but he is very loyal to his friends and lives to cheer them up with optimism and humor; he is a bit overdramatic and not physically strong, yet Eros possesses one of the most passionate hearts in the Reach
- to earn his keep, he functions as the clan stylist and outfit coordinator, helping his clanmates pick both functional and fashionable looks