Tempest Rain but you may call me Temp, Tempest, or Rain

Spirit Flame or just Spirit for short

Male

||Faithful|| Cold|| Mistreated|| Misunderstood||
Spirit is normally cold and lacks trust in others. He keeps to himself and doesn't like to be included in conversations much. Others generally take him for a rude dragon, but deep inside he knows he does not want to trust anyone anymore due to something that had happened in his past. It may take a while and a lot of work to get him to warm up to you, but eventually he'll learn to trust you and you'll find he is the sweetest dragon around.


As I padded around the junkyard, looking for stuff that interested me, mostly stuff that I'd be able to sell. I saw something shiny sticking out of the pile of junk so I pulled it out, finding a chain, slipping it loosely around my neck, I flicked a leathered wing and continued my search. After I searched through a few more piles of junk I gave up and headed back home with the few trinkets I collected. Slamming the door shut behind me I tossed the half full bag onto the couch and dumped the stuff out and sorted it into piles of about how much I'd be able to trade for.
As the night quickly passed I gathered my stuff and headed down to the black market as I entered I heard a few shouts "Aye, Spirit!" I could tell they were pretty interested in what I brought, as they gathered around me I dipped my bag, ignoring the chain rattling against my neck. Metal things tumbled out of the bag and as a few JMDs went for them, I snapped the chain causing them to leap backwards. "Aye, everything comes at a price." I growled, standing over my pile of junk.
"I'm sorry Spirit, I guess we're just excited." I smirked as one apologized while the rest cowered. I knew I ran this market, they were all terrified of me.
Thy barbed soul
of a wired heart
chains tie down
thy wings of lust
Listen to the beast
Hark thee furied song
A devil so lost of light
Dark is all thy know
Break the link of a
Leathered wing
Fly free to the ally
To lie in wait again
The tortured feind
Trapped under oain
Takes they joy for its gain
Of a wicked smile
Pitch black, shrouded in darkess I open my eyes, a gleam from the light of day poured into my eyes as I flinched realizing how bright it was. I glanced around my surroundings and found myself in a pile of leaves and roots in a forest.
Where am I, who am I, what am I, What is my name, Where do I go? the questions filled my mind as he tried to recall what happened and why he was am here. I try to move my legs but they would not go, they were stiff and sore, so I used a tree to lean on and get myself up from the forest floor and limp towards a small path, pain struck through me and I winced as I looked down and saw scars etched across my shoulder, muzzle and leg.
Just what happened..? the young dragon thought as he licked his wounds, and made his way out of the forest, only problem is..
Where is the way out? He started panting and shivering
What if i'm lost, I don't even know how I got here, where is the way out of this maze! He tried to run but the pain got to him and he found himself frozen in one spot.. He knew if he'd just stand there he'd die, so he closed his eyes as he tried to force the pain out of his mind to concentrate on getting back alive. He limped his way towards a wild animal track where they had partially cleared the way already, he walked until his muscles ached and screamed in protest and then stopped for a moment. Blood was oozing out of the wounds and left a wet and crimson trail of where he had once been. The dragon became light-headed as he tried to remain conscious.
Images flashed through his mind. He realized he had recognized the dragon that popped into his mind, he had a older brother to whom he looked up to and took after, he trusted him with all his heart and believed that his brother was always there for him. Just when it started getting dark out last night, the older dragon went mad and attacked his brother out of the blue and left him in the forest. The scarred young dragon looked at his wounds and spat out his words "How could I be so stupid! I hate my brother, If I can't trust him, who can I trust?!" He moaned and groaned realizing he had nothing to come back to. "My name is Spirit, and the only road I can take is my own road, i'll get revenge on my wretched brother for what happened, and i'll show him what a mistake that was." Spirit strode on towards the end of the forest, not knowing what fate is ahead of him or what he is leaving behind. All he knows is that this is the path he must take, and he shall never turn back.
By meBy meBy PuddingWaffles
Unbreakable - FireFlight
Each bit of the lyrics reminds me of Spirits personality and past, its very deep and I think its very suiting for him

Likes:
Dark places
The company of another
Cool accessories
Selling and trading items
Showing off
Dislikes:
Others who misunderstand him
When others think of him as weak
Arguments, he always tries to avoid them.

Spirit fears that if he tries to trust someone, that they'll just betray him and leave him like his older brother did, and for that reason he has a hard time trying to talk to others and trust them.
I give DawnBreeze full right to take back this JMD if he is mistreated, which I can tell you right here and now that i'll love this JMD to pieces if i win him<3