Appearance: She is ebony black, with a pale yellow stripe of scales that runs down her back, to the tip of her barbed tail. Her fire works, and her barb is in fact, deadly. She is burly, and she has a few small scars here and there on her chest. She has long, twisting horns and she is largely built, so she towers over most.
Personality: She isn't shy (Much), She's fierce, Fast, Cunning, Smart, and she is a keep-to-herself kind of dragon.
Backstory: She had been discarded from her family shortly following her hatching. At the age of 1, the SandWing queen had found her and had raised her to be in her army, from which she had been placed in training at the ages 1-4. At age 5, the queen was challenged, and defeated, and the daughter took over, and her first act was to banish Star for her odd ways. (Most of her scars came from her battles.) Star fled the palace shortly after and she had been roaming the desert and mountainous areas ever since then. At the age of 8, (When she was finally full grown,) She had stumbled across an odd tunnel in the forest. She had slipped through it and she was found by NightWings, who had predicted her coming. They had said a message had been placed for her and they gave her the letter from Mistress Geyser. She had read it and she promptly left for the place.
Other: Her mother was named Gila and her father, named Bigtalons. She has always liked SkyWings or SandWings. She had once met a SeaWing, which she had liked, but she had refused to like him.
This is a sample of my RPing skills:
She had spread her wings, soaring out of the winding tunnel as soon as she had received the letter. Star wanted to belong somewhere. Anywhere was good, as long as she was accepted. She honestly could've cared less whether she belonged, but this time, she felt her twinges of loneliness. She flapped her strong wings, branches and vines smacking her face and scales as she burst into open blue sky and rolling clouds. The sun slathered over her scales, making her feel warm inside. She angled herself towards the directions that had been on the informing letter. She was finally going to belong somewhere.