name: Reianu (Dragon name, prefers to be called Ryan)<br/>species: Dragon<br/>gender: Male-identifying hermaphrodite, can retract both sets and normally does)<br/>customer/pet/employee: Pet<br/>pred/prey: Both<br/>description: In between largish shoulder-size and almost too big to hold, depending on what the situation calls for, but can also grow giant under pressures he doesn't understand.. Darkish blue with eyes a few shades lighter and spines running down his back.<br/>extras: From a pack of dragons that was betrayed and used by a west Asian gang for money. He watched all the people he used to know get killed for their hides and oddly enough their meat. The ones that weren't killed by the gang went against each other and much death and vore ensued. His mother unbirthed him in the midst of the crisis and was killed. Upon not being able to support him any more, he was pushed out and cock vored by someone attempting to rape his mother's corpse. He was transferred to his mother's belly via said rape and nearly died there; but a distant sibling saved him. They were the last alive after all the slaughter, and Ryan was fed vore hormones and told to eat his sibling as Ryan was more valuable and would be even more so with his brother's nutrients. At a giant size and an even hungrier belly, Ryan had to, crying what the unforgiving anthro brother called crocodile tears before enough of him was gone for Ryan to return to normal size. He was shipped off to a pet store supplier, and the only thing he's done since then is cry and reminisce, not speaking. Ryan still has a scratch on his stomach his brother left that never healed, a tragic metaphor of his emotional state.<br/><br/>#WhoSaysDeconstructionCharsDontBelongInVore<br/><br/>-<br/><br/>Ryan sulked in an obscure corner, desperately hoping somebody would come talk to him although he would never admit to it. The main thing on his mind was the fact that he was now in a specialized pet store for the very same shit that ruined his life.