#and phobos snout

[iromot]

didnt i do it for uuuuuuuu

[loser-pet]

making more conditions for different tribes since flamescales isn’t enough and I need more world-building for my fan universe. This is part one of two!

➡️ pt 2 ⬅️

MudWings

Muddied Body is a condition affecting MudWings. It is a genetic condition which affects the skeletal and muscular system, and is a degenerative condition. When a MudWing has Muddied Body, their muscles and bones will slowly atrophy and become more loose, thin, and worn down. This condition is similar to osteoporosis, sarcopenia, fibromyalgia, and other musculoskeletal disorders. Hypermobility is also common in those with Muddied Body. When it is most chronic and debilitating, MudWings will barely be able to move due to muscle weakness, and pain/discomfort is almost constant.

SeaWings

Fish Gills is pretty simple. A SeaWing in water with Fish Gills will seem pretty normal, although their gills will seem abnormally small, and will have more gill slits than a normal SeaWing. However, you will never see a SeaWing with Fish Gills out of water. Fish Gills makes a SeaWing unable to breathe air, and also causes minor breathing issues even in water. SeaWings with Fish Gills are actually not that unpopular in the Kingdom of Sea, as more nationalistic SeaWings will claim that Fish Gills is how SeaWings should be like, and will often try to get them to be in positions of power. (this was actually inspired by @/buzzkillchainsaw ‘s character, Pearl)

RainWing

I wanted to make the condition that Chameleon has be a more fleshed out condition, so I called it Hypersensitive Sun Irritation Syndrome (HSIS) (yes it’s a long name, I definitely need to workshop it). RainWings with this condition are unable to sleep for more than one hour, and cannot change the colour of their scales. RainWings with HSIS also have the recognizable snout deformity that Chameleon has. Too much sun can cause rashes and skin/scale irritation.

SandWing

Thorning is a genetic condition where SandWings have too much venom, and thus leak venom from their tail, saliva, and claws. They also have multiple spikes along the side of their face, tail, limbs, and spine. SandWings with Thorning have to wear protective gear to prevent others from getting “thorned”, and are very much outcasted from society. (this is very much inspired by @/scrollwyrm)

NightWing

Vampirism is a genetic condition that affects NightWings. NightWings with Vampirism have a strong desire to drink blood, and have abnormally long, sharp teeth. Vampires—as they’re called—are very dark, and have very few star markings on their wings. Bouts of desire for blood can be triggered by stress, full moons, and strong emotions. Phobos, a NightWing animus, created muzzles for those with Vampirism to control their urges for blood.

SkyWing

It’s just flamescales. No need to add anything. The only thing to add is that a SkyWing animus named Rust made 3 sets of earrings for flamescales dragons that removes their flamescales when worn and never melted, no matter how hot the fire is, and also have a paired earring for the fireless twin that gives them fire and helps regulate their temperature.

IceWing

I made an IceWing version of flamescales called frostscales! It’s basically the same as flamescales, except instead of burning things, they freeze things. Frostless twins have no frostbreath, and struggle to regulate their temperature in the snowy climate of the Kingdom of Ice. Rust also worked with the IceWings to make earrings for frostscale twins to remove their condition when worn.

[moonamite]

Madness Combat Wings of Fire AU

This is just saying what tribes I’d think they’d be- nothing too complex yet.

Hank- (Unknown) Nobody really knows what they are anymore, being covered in bandages and scars and black cloth. Pretty big, probably due to their age. Whatever they are, they’re still the deadliest dragon in Nevada.

Sanford- (Mudwing) A very large dark brown Mudwing hatched from a blood-red egg. His specialty is still explosives (Dragonflame cactus) and melee combat, with a little bit of knowledge on healing. He used to be the bigwings of his group, but due to unfortunate events, he’s no longer with them. However, some of his bigwing instincts can be seen when he’s with his teammates.

Deimos- (Skywing) A smallish rusty orange colored skywing. Slender but still muscular. Prefers to blast enemies with fire from a distance. He always looks a little dirty, but that’s just his scale color. Mostly.

Doc- (Icewing) A grey icewing that used to be a member of the AAHW. The scars on his cheeks are a constant reminder of his Dissension. Absolutely not a doctor, but still acts like the medic of the group. Wears a large jacket to keep his cold inside.

Jeb- (Nightwing) A purplish-black nightwing with a sleek body, formerly a head scientist for project nexus, now the self-proclaimed savior of Nevada. He’s got seer powers, though not too strong. Thanks to the animus-touched keystone fragment, he’s got all the powers of his regular grunt self.

Tricky/Hofnarr- (Seawing) The short, dark green, timid eccentric genius animus dragon who is a head scientist of project nexus- or at least, what’s left of him. Not only has he been zombified, but he’s (seemingly) been driven mad by his own powers. He roams around Nevada, without a care in the world, doing whatever he wants, with nobody to stop him.

Sheriff- (Sandwing) A cowardly pale sandwing with a black diamond pattern going down his scales. Despite his cowardly nature, he does a good job being the leader of MERC and all the dragons in it. He’s not afraid to nick you with his stinger, though.

Crackpot- (Rainwing) Although constantly shifting colors, his default colors are usually green and dark yellow/orange. He tends to have a lot of emotions at the same time very quickly, leading to some… unusual and slightly unpleasant colors to look at. He’s tall but scrawny and slightly unkempt looking. Of course, being one of the head scientists for project nexus doesn’t leave much time for sun time. Maybe that’s why he’s so unbearable all the time.

Phobos- (Nightwing) A very big and powerful jet-black nightwing, hatched beneath a blood moon. He’s adorned with jewelry and a flowing majestic cape, and is missing an eye. Cunning, charismatic and cruel, he rules over the city with an iron fist (or rather, talon). Definitely has the ego of a nightwing.

Church- (Seawing) A very big muscular dark blue Seawing, with large spines. Based off an electric eel. They still have the stitches and scars of a G0L3M, as well as having all the electrical weapons as their grunt counterpart.

Jorge- (Mudwing) A greenish-brown Mudwing that’s a little smaller than Church. He’s an unsib but seems to treat Church like a Mudwing would their sibs after getting paired up. Despite not being a bigwings, he’s still massive due to being a G0L3M.

Victor- (Skywing) A slender red Skywing with a short snout. A former chef turned mercenary living in the Nevada desert. He’s a little skittish but is a reliable fighter in claw-to-claw combat, especially aerial combat.

Chopper Dave- (Sky/Nightwing) A slightly short and chubby Skywing-Nightwing hybrid, with the big wings of a Skywing but snout of a Nightwing with reddish-brown scales with black splotches scattered across his body as well as some scars from previous accidents. Carries a lot of Nightwing mannerisms (besides the ego) but isn’t very adept at combat, but is an excellent flier. Totally won’t crash into anything.

Q-Bert- (Sandwing) A big pale gold Sandwing with dark specks covering his scales. He’s a merchant who settled into SQ for the money. He’s fairly bulky and scarred, but they’re old scars.

Skinner- (Rainwing) A large pale Rainwing G0L3M that works as a doctor for SQ. Everybody loves him.

[thebuttermouse]

2083

Kyla sat in the same window seat every time. The view from her faded leather stool in front of the huge pane of glass showed off every crack in the scarred landscape of Mars. Phobos hung in the sky, immune to the noise of drinkers playing pool, and throwing darts. Every glass had the logo of a Martian shooting a ray gun, but the inside beer remained the same as back home. The last smokers for 225 million kilometres infected their imported air with tobacco. Her Imagination Bear slumped on the tabletop, one leg missing, fur soaked in stale whisky and crisp dust. He imagined that they were space detectives, and this was a drinking hole infested with star pirates. To stay undercover it was crucial they remained silent. This fantasy explained why Kyla did not speak to him any more. An Imagination Dog with one eye and a snout infested with threadbare holes glared at him, and he pushed back further against the glass. Three hours later Kyla stumbled out of the pub, down a glass tunnel with red sand building in mounds along the side. Her Imagination Bear sat on the shoulder, barely holding on with his remaining three limbs. Thousand of stars burned above them, reminding each person in the colony how lucky they were to be here. Kyla did not look up much any more. She was usually asleep within ten minutes of crawling into her unmade bed. But her Imagination Bear stayed awake, Although their mission, nigh on impossible there was always a chance of success. That one day Kyla and himself would retire from undercover, and return to the police station, and toast their success with coffee and cake. He waited for the sun to rise, and dreamt of a thousand different scenarios on a billion different worlds.

[impcler]

Children?!

The revelation stunned Messmer long enough to lose track of the booping duo. Many questions arose in his mind but not wanting to let them get far, Messmer begins his pursuit and allows his serpentine companions to lead the hunt as they could investigate places Messmer could not so easily reach.

Following clues left behind by the little omens, Messmer would periodically stop to allow either Phobos or Deimos to wriggle about tight spaces. It is Deimos that discovers one of them first, flicking its tongue out before taking this opportunity to avenge previous boops with one of its own as it lightly bumps against the little omen with its snout.

"Found thee little wretch."

When the big light came on. The two little culprits were found. These little omens were caught mid act in giving another boop. They looked up at him with surprise.

"Oh no oh no"

"Away! away!"

Both little omens yelled. Now, running away as fast as their little feet could

[the-king-of-lust]

Indeed, they quite enjoy poking the screen with their small snouts :)

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I believe that was Phobos threatening to bite thine ankles the next I see thee

Mine snakes hast something to say