Kindra

Ever since his reincarnation, things were wrong with Kindra. Some say he was never meant to live, and the gods had made some sort of mistake bringing him back. Others were wary of the young dragon, huddled in the corner, too scared to speak to others. His sister Groona seemed just fine, talking and playing with the other hatchlings, despite her odd origins. Singed valiantly defended his son, claiming the deity's had a reason for everything. Kindra's mother, Xyla, agreed and so the clan left young Kindra alone.

Years went by, and Kindra grew close with only his family, holding a particularly special bond with his mother. He would go to her for everything and became a bit of a burden to her. But he was her son, and somehow also Singed's brother, at least in some way. Xyla loved him with all her heart, some say more than any other of her hatchlings. She was always ready to help out the shyest of her children, and even when he was fully grown, would protect him, as he was scared of most things in this cruel world.

The day Kindra's life really began to go downhill, was the day Kyloria showed up. The beautiful Skydancer artist was just as shy as Kindra, and everyone thought the pair was a perfect match. Kindra was deeply in love, but unbeknownst to him, Kyloria was infatuated with Bolos, the clan's former Alchemist. As Kyloria and Kindra's first nest prepared to hatch, it seemed Kyloria was drifting farther and farther away from Kindra. Rumors spread that she was planning to run off with Bolos, and leave Kindra to raise their hatchling. Kindra brushed it off as just chatter.

The day of the hatching, Kindra awoke to a commotion. Kyloria was gone, along with Bolos. Search parties were out looking for them, but it was unknown where they'd gone. Kindra was devastated, but knew that this was the day his daughter was to hatch, and he couldn't bear the thought of her being alone in this world. So he sat at the edge of the nest and waited.
And waited
And waited
The Hatchling never came.

Kindra was broken. He had the name Riras chosen out, and he was so ready to parent the last connection to his beloved Kyloria, but his hopes were crushed. It was a 'rotten egg' and it held no living dragonet. Kindra fell into an even deeper depression, in which he would never truly escape. During this dark time, he turned to Arvia, the clan's deputy. The Tundra comforted him, and somewhere between both of their broken hearts, love kindled.

Arvia had been mates with the clan's leader, Powerful, but he turned her away when he thought that he was becoming more attached to her than the clan he was leading. Arvia was heartbroken, but Kindra helped her and she helped Kindra. The dark clouds that had swirled over Kindra began to clear and he began to open up, his hidden self finally coming to light. He was happier and joked around with the dragons of the clan. He became somewhat of a comedian amongst the clan members and everyone learned to love him.

Then, in a sudden turn of events, Powerful fled the clan. They were left leaderless and shaken. Arvia was the first to speak up, but it wasn't what anyone expected. She was going to find Powerful and bring him back. So she left, and Kindra was alone again. He knew she would never return. Powerful was long gone, and with Arvia's stubborn attitude she wouldn't stop until she found him, which probably meant she would head into some war-ridden zone and be flayed alive.

At this point, Kindra had the thought in his mind that any mate he got would inevitably leave. He had to somehow find a mate that could never leave. As the clan acquired three new leaders, and a new era began, a dark stormy night brought his wish. A wicked masked Guardian by the name of Mystic appeared. She was a widely known murderer and was thrown into the dungeon immediately. She couldn't leave. Kindra took this as a sign and took her as his mate. When he would talk to her, she was soft and kind, and she harbored hatchlings that were theirs. He didn't think it was a plan. He didn't think of manipulation. All Kindra wanted was a mate that would stay.

The day Xyla's sickness came to light, Kindra was devastated. He could do nothing for his mother, as she grew thinner and weaker by the day. Kindra had always went to his mother to speak of his worries, fears and problems, but now she could barely speak. He felt like he had nowhere to turn, with his dad in some sort of depressed rut, and his sister desperately trying to care for Xyla while comforting everyone, Kindra grew increasingly attached to Mystic. She told him of how it was all a big mistake, and she had done nothing wrong, and Kindra fell deeper into her web of abusive lies.

When Xyla finally passed, it was by her family's side, her breaths rattling and sides heaving as she turned to Kindra, tears in her eyes. "Don't do this to yourself. You have so much potential." She pleaded with him, grasping for his talon. "I want my son to do great things in life." and not long after, she was gone. Kindra was finally truly broken. He had lost his mother, who had been by his side for so long. He went to Mystic who offered comfort in these dark times. She told him that they could be closer if he just let her free, and in his grief-stricken state, he did just that.

Cave: Central
Powers: Reincarnation, I guess
Role: Shepard/Familiar caretaker
Mate: Sutera