One of the many joys of having six siblings, and half of them years younger than you, was the amount of influence you have over them. Drown especially enjoyed Ripple’s company, since she was a fierce swimmer and loved racing her SeaWing siblings. She even almost beats her several times over, even though she’s four years younger and only half SeaWing.

Melt, the oldest of the hybrids, liked wrestling his siblings, and almost always won. Almost. He had never been able to beat Drown, and was infinitely bitter about it. Weed, the second oldest, liked claiming that he could beat everyone in a flying race since he was part SkyWing. But whenever someone challenged him, he would make something up about how he was sore and at a weak point in the day.

Lichen was.. something else. Special, as her optimistic mother would say. Lichen acted like something that Drown didn’t like to say, but she could think it when nobody was around. If anything, Lichen was a happy-go-lucky, boy-crazy, autistic little dragonet. Maybe not in those exact words, but that was what she was like to Drown.

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Bubble, the youngest SeaWing, was a clingy and annoying dragonet, not that Drown would say that out loud. He was her blood brother, and an absolute sweetheart when he wasn’t bored. Droplet was anything but adorable. He was smart, and prefers to shadow Drown. It was a weird habit of his, even though he was technically the oldest. Their mother said that he was the one who first broke out of his shell, but once he saw that being the first wasn’t all that he wanted it to be, he let Drown take the spotlight. And because of that, everyone acts like Drown is the oldest.

Drown is completely content with the “oldest sibling” title. But, if she had it her way, Droplet would have that position and Drown would be the assistant. Droplet refuses to be “assistant to the oldest”, and completely ignores the fact that he would be a great leader. One day, Drown hopes, he will mature enough to accept who he rightfully is. It’s like being given all the power in the world and refusing it because he isn’t used to it.