Nightwraith... Thoughts....
They're gonna be a cryptic asshole... But they're MY cryptic asshole.
As a lowk "f you" to the Mornwings, they walk on only their hind legs, using their front set of wings to support them.. (not that any of the Mornwings would see. But maybe it's like. Just to them. In the back of their mind... Proof they're shouldn't have been thrown out.)
Their mother was an upper-class Mornwing, who met her father -- a Moonwing -- on a diplomatic trip to the Moonwing kingdom. Think Arctic and Foeslayer except they never had a proper relationship, and it only lasted as long as the Mornwing delegates stay in the Moon kingdom. Perhaps maybe even this was a bit of adultery. Perhaps its mother had a mate back in the Mornwing kingdom.... Yes.
A piece of her knew the dragonet inside her egg was a hybrid. And another part chose to ignore that. To pretend her calculations were wrong.. that she fell pregnant with the egg before or after that damned trip. Or perhaps this was the sun's punishment for her sins. So when her dragonet was handed to her - a beautiful, rose-gold coloured thing. A perfect mornwing. She was beyond relieved.
Little did she know that egg held twins. That one was tossed aside as it hatched ashen grey with an awful red line down its side. That her perfect little dragonet had hatched the day prior. The day of the bloodmoon.
Yet bore no mark of it -- to the matron's relief. At least one hatchling of the clutch was normal.
But Nightwraith's mother would still receive her punishment.
Like her sibling cast aside, Nightwraith's sister too began to sprout fur and a second set of wings. And so her mother's traitorous secret was revealed. Twenty three years later. (She was a VERY late bloomer leave her be)
And the rose gold dragonet thought perfect was run out of her home. Her perfect life. Her whole world shattering around her. She went from dining with nobles and royalty to being chased from her city as bones for limbs not yet fully formed pierced through her pristine scales. And flies until she can't any more, finding herself on the edge of the black sand messa. Bleeding. Exhausted. Betrayed by her tribe. By her mother.
For none other than Nightwraith to find her.
Behold!!!! Rosegold!!!!! And also closeups of Nightwraith's jewellery because Tumblr butchered it a little.
I will. Make Rosegold's post metamorphosis design. Later. Probably. Her secondary wings are gonna be waayyyyy smaller than Wraith's tho :D
In my mind Mornwings just have a shiny metallic strip of scaled down their side I'm sorry that's just what happened I fear. Headcanons' your tribe.
Maybe..... I might have Rose think if she bought information back about not ONLY the existence of the black sand mesa mornwings but also the location and the inner workings, she'd be forgiven for her mother's sins. She'd be let back in... (You won't you fool they'll just KILL YOU BEFORE YOU GET THE CHANCE)
Yes ok I think that's all for now thank you goodbye 🫡
The Mornwings and the Moonwings are fantribes made by @borderlinezero !!! They've got heaps of lore about them, and their five other tribes of Pelhai on their page, please go check it out!!!!!!
