Fernandez

An iguana from the heavens, once surviving on his own. His pack abandoning him, eventually finding himself in a horrific nightmare. An animal not knowing what a really bond is, learning this upon meeting a god. Cyra allowing to take him in, giving him a family. Fernandez is a loyal friend, someone willing to put down his life to save those to his heart. An iguana with many skills, but also a hopeless case at times.

Bonus Scene from Fernandez:

A New Beginning

I remember that night well, my pack there. Those iguanas surrounding me, my confusion at the reason. Their anger to me, their clear message. Looking below, my sad eyes. Doing my best, dedicating myself to our cause. That leader in front of me, his claw smashing against my face. Flying back, I crash into the ground. Pushing myself to my feet, looking to him. His harsh words to me, nodding my confirmation. Turning away from them, heading down my dark path, my direction without light.

A nightmare eventually coming, hiding myself behind a rock. That god, his friendly presence. Shortly before me, kneeling to me. His hand to my direction, my hesitance with him. Slowly coming out, his touch on my head. This warm feeling to my heart, his kind words to me. This person brightening my way, giving me hope.

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“You’re a tough one, but know you are not alone.”

Iris

An angel from the heavenly realm, once serving under Cyra, the two becoming close like sisters. During the final Great War, this person joining in arms with many more. Wishing to give back to the Iconoclast, the iguana growing fond of her. Someone bringing her gifts, following a blueprint to try and lessen the barrier between them. Despite their shortcomings, these two are good friends.

Bonus Scene from Iris:

A New Slate

Fernandez is a problematic one, but I understand his heart has always been in the right place. Sometimes I wonder though, why he is a weird animal. I must admit, I do laugh at his attempts. These many different hearts, something the Iconoclast encourages. An environment where numerous can meet, to bond with each other. To look past differences, and relish in the presence of each other. This day, I find myself at her home. At the time sitting on the couch, that iguana standing in front of me on the floor. His sad look to me, shortly sitting down like a dog. Barking at me, his apology to me.

“Heh, I suppose we can go forward on a new slate.” Pressing my hands back against the couch.

His brightening eyes, this animal before me. There is a certain childishness to him, he kind of reminds me of a pet long ago. Tapping my lap, seeing him stand straight. Soon jumping on, lying down across me. My gentle hand rubbing his back, his eyes slightly to me. Barking at me, his promise to me.

“Alright, I will ease up on you if you commit to stopping. No more shenanigans against me.”