Blue

The enigmatic history of  "Blue"

Little is known of his past. He knows not where he came from, or what happened to him. All he knows is that for some reason he's only 8 inches tall.

He figures that at one point he was perhaps a mighty warlord, or some sort've fierce dragon warrior. But, he just likes to think that; he doesn't really know.

He woke up one day in the middle of a heavily wooded area in the middle of England, and had to run for his life from a fox. That's about it. He set out on his journey, and ends up wherever he can that people try not to step on him.

He also doesn't know his own name, so he simply goes by "Blue"

People that are willing to give him a ride in their pocket, or on their shoulder.

People that don't look down on him figuratively. Literally is fine.

Chicken is pretty good too. Tasty stuff.

Foxes that enjoy dragons as a light snack.

People that don't watch where they're stepping.

High places.

As previously mentioned he is only about 8 inches in height. He has wings on his back, and is quite capable of flying for short durations but it does tire him out a bit. He's blue all over, with a lighter shade for his chest and belly. He doesn't have hair, but he does have two horns upon his head facing backwards. For his size, he is quite muscular (By standards of his size) hense his dreams of perhaps being a warrior before being 8 inches tall. He could likely take on a field mouse, a rat, or even an angry shrew in a fair fight.

For clothing, he had to make due with what he had. He managed to create himself a little brown tunic and trousers out of a scraps from a T-shirt he found. Not many stores sell shirts in XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX small.

None so far. No friends, relatives, and certainly no lovers.

He feels he has an affinity with step-ladders though. He does so love them.