Samara Character Sheet

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AHEM THAT AIN'T MUSCLE IT'S THE OUTLINES OF HER BONES CUZ SHE'S STARVING. IF YOU'VE SEEN STARVING PEOPLE YOU'D KNOW. EXCEPT I'M BAD AT DRAWING SO IT DOESN'T REALLY LOOK LIKE IT. Click, space, arrows, etc. Hey, this is one of my longtime OCs! Here's Samara, my Wings of Fire RainWing. The layout for information for her is going to be random and misorganized, but idk. Her name, Samara, comes from a helicopter leaf (that's what a samara is). It's kinda ironic, though, because she can't fly and a helicopter leaf can. Sort of. She was born too early and her wings were deformed when she hatched, the bones fused wrong and the membranes wrapped around and attached to the wrong bones. They hurt to move and bleed a lot, the skin stretching and breaking. They're scarred and ugly, and she often wishes she could just have them chopped off. She was also born without the frill that most RainWings have, and she chose to use the feathers of a bird, stabbing them into her scales. It didn't hurt much since she was used to pain and she didn't shove them too far underneath the scales. But eventually, the feathers literally became a part of her, and she can move them pretty well. Her scales pretty much fused to them. Another bonus--the feathers somehow became alive, too, because they're healthy and full and aren't brittle and dry like dead feathers would be. But anyway, her base colors are pretty simple and pretty, giving her an good aesthetic look. They mostly revolve around peaches and reds. She has green eyes, and can still spit the venom of a RainWing. Ain't super different from the regular one. Also, her ears are drawn that way because that's just my new style of ears. I also forgot her spines on the image with the open mouth. AnYwAy, Samara's parents kinda hated her. They live in a time when families are held in the Rainforest, but hers was somewhat broken. She wasn't taught what is ok to eat and what will hurt her. She wasn't taught how to hunt (which was pretty much a crime at that time, hunting), or how to find good plants/fruits to eat. Her parents didn't feed her and she just kind of slowly got skinnier and skinnier, pretty much a living skeleton. When her parents had her brother, they completely rejected her, even more than before. She loved her brother, though, even if he was the cause of her neglect. They had a good relationship, and as he grew, he told her about some of the good things to eat that he was taught. She'd just been refusing to go and find fruit for fear of eating something dangerous and dying... not that she'd be missed. But now she had a brother! And he was her best friend. He protected her from the disgusted gazes of the other villagers, but he couldn't save her from being banished by the queen for "making other people uncomfortable." She was four when this happened. Both of them tried to get her to be able to stay, but their parents wouldn't help defend her and she was cast away into the world. Her two-year-old brother really couldn't do much, and he would have come with her but she forced him to stay. "This is my punishment." She started to teach herself how to hunt, promising that one day she'd find her brother again. Hopefully. Samara was still painfully thin, but she began to put on a little bit of weight, as she was now able to trust herself with hunting and the occasional herb she found. It was still rough, but she could hold on for a little longer, if she needed. Just a little longer.