This is Foxfire.
>Male Icewing
>Assassin
>Paints himself to look cool 😎
>Grumpy boi 😒
>Sounds like a slightly younger Surtur from Thor: Ragnarok
>Hisses like some sort of big, spiky, caffeine-addicted snake (he's been in The Scorpion Den too long-)
>Arachnaphobic
>Hates you. Hates your friends. Hates your family. Hates himself. Hates his family. Hates everyone and everything except Storm. And coffee.
>Dragonet: "I have no soul! Have a nice day!😁" Foxfire: "I don't have one either.😑"
>No weapons, only c l a w s
This is Storm.
>Female Icewing (her mum was a Seawing-Icewing, but shhhh)
>Ice sculptor
>Loves her job 🤩
>Odd-looking for her tribe, but ✨gorgeous✨
>White patches glow faintly in the dark
>In love with Foxfire, but refuses to be with him, because A) She doesn't want to leave her life in the Ice Kingdom, and B) He legit kills people for a living 😓
>Pacifist
>Really good at Math
>Worst storyteller or poet you will EVER come across
>Always late. ALWAYS. 🤦♀️
This is Spectre.
>Female Nightwing
>Her real name is V- *chokes* 😵
>Hireable spy/thief
>Botched a job once, is now only hired for killing by really desperate employers🤦♀️🤦♀️🤦♀️
>Wears a veil at all times
>Has a magpie-like obsession with shiny things 💎
>The last point is because her parents used to reward her for good deeds with treasures and trinkets when she was a dragonet, so it gives her a serotonin rush
>Never misses an opportunity for humor 😝
>Was sent to kill Anubis. Failed. Now they're partners.
>Prefers climbing and walking to flying
And, as you would know from three chapters ago, this is Anubis.
>Male Sandwing
>Assassin/bounty hunter (and REALLY good at it)
>Orphan raised collectively by the Scorpion Den
>Has a weird variety of skills 🤸
>Hates Icewings with a burning passion 😡 👿
>Compliments all the ladies 😉
>"I'd like to offer you moral support, but I have questionable morals."
>S l i m boi
>Crippling hidden guilt 🥲
>Is practically dating Spectre but doesn't know it 🤔
DYNAMICS:
STORM AND FOXFIRE=
Storm: Treat spiders the way you want to be treated.
Foxfire: Killed without hesitation.
Storm: No.
Storm: Remember when you didn't try to solve all your problems with attempted murder?
Foxfire: Stop romanticizing the past.
STORM AND SPECTRE=
Storm: Welcome, fellow idiots
Spectre: Hello, Storm
Storm: No, no, not you, you're not an idiot
Spectre: You underestimate me
Storm: You often use humor to deflect trauma
Spectre: Thank you
Storm: I didn't say that was a good thing
Spectre: What I'm hearing is, you think I'm funny
SPECTRE AND FOXFIRE=
Spectre: You saved me. I owe you my life.
Foxfire: No thanks. I've seen it and I'm not very impressed.
Foxfire: I'm going to take you out
Spectre: Great, it's a date!
Foxfire: I meant that as a threat.
Spectre: See you at five!
SPECTRE AND ANUBIS=
Anubis: So are we flirting right now?
Spectre: I AM LITERALLY STABBING YOU
Anubis: That doesn't answer my question
Spectre: If you were to vacuum up jello through a metal tube, well I think that'd be a neat noise.
Anubis: I beg to differ
Spectre: Then Beg ;)
Spectre: Hey, let's do "Get Help!"
Anubis: What?
Spectre: "Get Help."
Anubis: No.
Spectre: C'mon, you love it!
Anubis: I hate it.
Spectre: It's great! It works every time!
Anubis: It's humiliating.
Spectre: Do you have a better plan?
Anubis: No.
Spectre: We're doing it!
Anubis: We are not doing "Get Help!"
*A Minute Later*
Spectre, carrying Anubis: Get help! Please! My brother! He's dying! Help him! *throws Anubis at guards, knocking them out*
Spectre: Ahh, classic!
Anubis: *gets up* I still hate it. It's humiliating.
Spectre, laughing: Not for me, it's not.
STORM AND ANUBIS=
Storm: Hey, it's your turn to wash dishes.
Anubis: I'LL WASH THE WALLS RED WITH YOUR BLOOD.
Storm: 'Kay, but before that, wash the dishes, also use soap this time?
Anubis: I hate to see you like this.
Storm: Like what?
Anubis: In person.
ANUBIS AND FOXFIRE=
Anubis: I HATE YOU WITH EVERY INCH OF MY BODY.
Foxfire, towering over him:
Foxfire: That's not a lot of inches.
Anubis: Think you can answer some questions without the usual level of sarcasm?
Foxfire: If you can ask the questions without the usual level of stupid.
Foxfire, ordering coffee: I'd like a light roast.
Anubis: You're kinda ugly.
Foxfire: Do you think I'm plastic?
Anubis: No.
Foxfire: Phew. Oka-
Anubis: Plastic, at least, has some use in life. You're not plastic.
(Storm and Spectre adopted from AnOceanOfFandoms)
(Anubis and Foxfire adopted from ScorpioStudios)