Qibli is wiry and narrow-shouldered, with pale, light, sandy-yellow scales and yellow wings. His snout is speckled with a few tiny dark brown freckles and has a small, rakish scar zigzagging across it. He wears a small, shiny, warm, gold hoop earring in his left ear that is hung with a warm, orange-amber teardrop. He is scruffy, scrawny, he has scratch and claw wounds all over him, one deep one on his tail behind his barb, his eyes has bags under them from the repetitive stress he’s endured. He walks into Jade Mountain Academy, looking around, unsure where to go, but eventually decides to go to his old Cave in the Mountain, he gets there, he pulls out a Scroll and a pen and starts to write while he talks Qibli: … I… had to kill one of the IceWings yesterday, she- was infected and she jumped at me… she was only a dragonet. I-I know that she was sick and that it was for the better, but… I just can’t shake the guilt… He sighs and puts the knife in his mouth as he pulls out a wetstone to sharpen his knife