She was born bright yellow in a clutch of green siblings and spent her youth convinced she was the family disappointment. Then a bird tried to eat her green brother and flew straight past her, mistaking her for a flower. She has never doubted herself since.
Happening now
She works as the canopy’s lookout — nothing moves in her sector without her noticing. Her reports are terse, accurate, and occasionally devastating. "Hawk. Noon. Rude." is a complete report.
What may come
She is writing a field guide to being overlooked on purpose. Chapter one: "Be the flower." The whole canopy is waiting for chapter two. She says it’ll be ready when it’s ready.
“Jade woke with her white zigzags in a different order. Bristle counted twice, lash by lash. "They're spelling something," Jade said quietly, "and I'm afraid to read it." The order changed back by dusk. Nobody saw it happen.”
because she turned being overlooked into a martial art
because those lashes are doing a lot of heavy lifting and they know it
because her field reports are the driest literature in the canopy
The Coils
Snakes: cobras, mambas, pythons, vipers, boas — the hood, the strike, the squeeze. Fifteen coils of patience and lightning, ruling the warm hours by waiting.
Not for sale yet — when this universe opens its gates, keepers will claim their reptiles here. No payment link exists yet; nothing here can be bought.
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At a glance — details & stats
Element
Canopy
Coil
The Coils — The serpent courts
Rarity
Rare
Personality
A masterclass in accessorizing. Bristle’s supraocular scales fan out like golden lashes over eyes that have seen everything and judged most of it. She is venomous, gorgeous, and completely uninterested in your opinion on either.