The higher the blood, the thicker the skin.
The higher the blood, the cooler the troll [as in body temperature wise.]
The more a female trolls spars, the bigger breasts she gets.
Sanaya is terrified of fire.
When she was a little wriggler she met a lowblood who didn’t take kindly to highbloods, even 4-sweep-old ones. As such she tried to kill li’l San with fire, which obviously terrified her. Luckily before too much damage was done she was able to jump into the sea.
Sanaya likes spicy foods.
She may hate fire, but hey, scholarly seadwellers get tired of bland fish and sweets.
She likes to sing.
She doesn’t indulge in it often, since she’s average at it. But when she’s alone in her library, she thinks it’s fun to do. She especially likes dramatic songs, or songs from Moirallegience is Magic, often from Twilight Sparkle.
She has a belly button piercing.
Just a simple purple gem, diamond-shaped.
She can’t help her ‘ssshhhh’.
Her fangs are strange- the front two are overlong, the ones two teeth over are shorter, the ones ANOTHER two teeth over are longer, too. She has to struggle against saying it, and obviously, making fun of it gets her
Horror stories terrify her.
She still keeps a horror section around in her library, just in case someone wants to borrow some horror stories. On occasion she DOES like being terrified though.
She likes to corrupt the innocent.
AKA, Elenes Streix and Skye Conry [fankid]. Which obviously gets her in trouble, with Velira and Tara [Elenes’ creator’s fankid].
She’s convinced her pawbeast is the best of the best.
She has a baby pawbeast called General McCullington, courtesy of Clyther and his swarms of baby pawbeasts. And she loves him, treating him like adorable little royalty- a fancy bed in the aboveground part of her hive, going out to the market for toys and such, slaughtering the best beasts she can for some good food for him.
She really believes in the caste system.
She likes to torture insolent lowbloods.
Usually to death. She loathes insolent lowbloods who don’t know their place.
Usually she nicknames people with three letters- Vel, Vis, Cly, Ele. However those who are dead or deal with the dead go as such- Duzi, Cero.
Because of that whole “four is death” thing, it just seems fitting to her.
When she was young S became Sh.
Yes, like ‘Shakuya’ she pronounced her name ‘Shanaya’.
In Troll Zelda she can’t get past the Fire Temple.
She always has to call someone to do it for her.
She likes to act wrigglerish when no one is around.
Such as putting a blanket over her ‘coon. Bam! Instant fort.
She likes to make book forts.
When someone she doesn’t have to be fancy in front of/is comfortable with is slated to visit, she makes book forts. Which are invetiably destroyed by the visitor or by herself on accident.
She likes to play Taipei.
She insists it’s a scholar’s game and keeps her mind sharp. She always puts it away when there’s a visitor, because once a young seadweller wandered into her hive and ate a tile.
She uses )XD rarely.
Only when she’s REALLY amused.
She hates all Tyrianbloods and has NO faith in the rulers anymore.
All because of seeing Tyrians who wouldn’t stop whining, or were too weak, or didn’t have ‘seadweller solidarity’- not to mention one almost killed her ex-rail. She attacks Tyrians on sight usually nowadays.
She replaces B with V for the buzzing sound.
Musca and all.
She’s scared of highbloods because she has a bad feeling about them.
Her Ancestor was caught by Highbloods and executed due to her spying.
Sometimes, instead of being nice to a highblood, if she senses weakness, she’s a bitch.
When stressed, S becomes Z.
Zo what? Zome of uz get ztrezzed too.
She’s a dick to everyone higher than her, even if they’re just a shade higher.
She thinks they feel superior, even if they don’t. She absolutely adores rustbloods and darker-brown trolls.
She loves to race.
She found it an outlet for aggression and partook in it more often rather than risking a beating by a higherblooded troll.
If she wins a race, the consequences are dire.
The loser’s legs are cut off or they’re culled outright.
Anytime she can try and start a revolution she will.
However, she always fails because no one gets behind her.
She began healing because her mutation.
Whenever she got cut she would be terrified and patch it posthaste. She has since developed a fear of blood, getting over her squeamishness through will only to assist other trolls. After a surgery or first aid session she runs away to be sick.
She prefers not to be in the company of other trolls.
She likes secluded places and rarely visits her friends, but just loves talking to them over Trollian.
She stutters on some words when excited or distressed, when speaking.
Usually the sounds would be elongated/dwelled upon- one second O becomes two second O. When she’s excited or distressed, she stutters. Like t-this, you s-see!
To her all trolls are equal.
Even if a highblood treats her badly she’ll step in to help heal them. No troll should die horribly, at least she thinks so.
If a revolution popped up she’d heal both sides and neutral trolls.
No one deserves to die.
She adores dressing up like Nurse Joy. And also playing hospital/Pokemon Center with dolls.
She’s a derp.
Kelari is fine with any nickname except for Kelly/Kelli/variants thereof.
She thinks it’s wrigglerish and embarrassing.
Good way to get her angry? Dirty her white robe.
She simply MUST not have a dirty robe- she thinks the Messiahs frown upon it. Sacrifice with a STAINED ROBE? Scandalous.
She wears her indigo robe all the time, to catch the stains.
If she could, she would find a way to wire poison to her fangs.
She strikes quickly, like a snake.
She wishes her lusus was a snake, not a dragonfly-thing.
She thinks it’s unfitting.
She likes to cull mutants.
The bright blood color screams danger to her and her instincts take over. She even marks down how many she’s culled in a wall in her hive.
She doesn’t particularly like seadwellers.
…Eagles eat fish. Now, she won’t attack them, but she’ll be tense, never rude. More formal.
She roosts with Eaglemom when she’s scared, crouching with her head under her arm, under Eaglemom’s wing.
She did that a LOT as a wriggler, and it’s a source of comfort.
She preens when nervous.
Sort of a tic of hers.
She wishes, once she finds out her role, that she wasn’t the Seer of Space.
She wanted something Breath related, associating it with flight. She envies other Breath players.
She gets up to watch My Little Hoofbeast every new episode day.
She loves the show.
She likes to sew plushies of things, mostly MiM characters.
She loves astronomy and only WISHES she could look at the sun, being a mite fascinated with it.
She’s trying to develop light clothing to withstand the heat and wicked strong glasses to do so.
When excited, she gets LOUD.
Or stressed or stuff.
She wishes she could fly.
She practices magic (unicorn) and only needs flight (pegasus) to be an ‘alicorn’ in her eyes.
She doesn’t really like Cadance, and is terrified of Queen Chrysalis.
She doesn’t consider Cadance a princess on par with Luna and Celestia and seeing Celestia brought down shocked her.
She’s a bit of a pyro.
Igniting spells don’t… Do well. Or living with a phoenix, but with a shorter lifespan… (Each perigree has her dying and being reborn. She learned a quick lesson after living in a wood hive, now she lives in a palacelike hive on a cliffside, near a river (HI CANTERLOT). She likes setting things on fire though.
In the mornings, she loves it as bright as she can get it.
At night, she loves it dark. She adores both times of day.
She wishes she had a sidekick/pupil.
If she ever acquires a moirail she might treat them like Twilight Sparkle.
Dranak will sort of… Substitute more wolf/coyote terms in for words. Sometimes pun.
Like ‘Thats a laugh’ will become ‘What a howl/That’s a howl’. Sometimes calls people bitches (for females), pups (all), or omega troll (mostly males, omega is the lowest of the pack). He will also sometimes use alpha for best I.e. ‘Oh, you’re simply the best.’ ‘I’m the alpha.’ Both to point out how good something is AND to point out how good he thinks he is.
Ways to get Dra’s goat: Call him a puppy, pup, whelp.
He fucking hates that shit. (Thanks to velira-and-company for the headcanon)
He HATES CATTROLLS.
Natural for a wolf/coyote/dogtroll.
It will take Dranak a LOT before he finally shows his fear.
Mostly he’ll just be uncomfortable near doctors. [Yes, based of dog’s fear of vets.]