Okay, so Mudwings. A lot of the OCs I see tend to fall into a few pretty distinct categories. There's the classic 'stoic guardian' type – quiet, incredibly strong, fiercely protective of their siblings or their Winglet. They're usually written as the rock of the group, physically imposing but with a hidden soft spot. Then you've got the 'earth-shaker,' someone who leans into the connection to mud and earth, maybe with a special talent for sensing tremors or shaping terrain. They can be a bit stubborn.
Sometimes I'll see an OC that plays against the big-and-tough stereotype, though. A smaller Mudwing who's clever with tactics instead of brute strength, or one who's unexpectedly artistic, making intricate clay sculptures. The 'sibling bond' is almost always a huge part of their backstory, whether it's a tragic loss of a sib or the driving force behind their loyalty. Honestly, the ones that stick with me are the ones that explore the emotional depth under all that mud – the quiet grief, the deep-seated loyalty that borders on possessiveness, the dry humor nobody expects. It's easy to just make them a tank, but the good ones feel like a piece of the landscape itself, steady and foundational.