Kakori Malark, Rogue in itself

Personal Info
Name: Kakori Malark
Alias: Kak, The Rogue in itself, the Flirt
Age: 24 years
Gender: Male
Personality: Kak is a flirty male, he loves to flirt with the females but when none is around he will go and flirt with the males. He is in no look for a mate, but still loves to break others hearts. He has a stay calm personality, even when someone hurts him. He only really get angry at Gods, for he doesn't like them. He doesn't like the gods because 'They think they are so great,' even though that might not be true. He always has a flirtious glint in his green eyes. You can find him swimming in water, even more so when it's hot out. He likes the nighttime because it blends with his scales, making him hard to find.  He often says 'It's just the truth' when dragons accuse him of flirting with them.
Interests: Flirting with dragons
Night time
Getting what he wants
Treasure
Water
Trees
Caves
Water
Reptilians
NightWings


Dislikes: Dragons with mates
Dragons that don't like him
Not getting what he wants
The heat
Sun
Lava
Firewings
Gods and Goddess
Getting his scales ruined

Fears: He fears he will become ugly, undesirable, unsuitable.
He also fears he will loose his skills to lust other dragons.
He also is afraid that he will loose his eyesight and not be able to see other dragons
Also, he fears he will loose his hearing or speaking.

General Appearance
Height: 74 feet
Scales: His scales are black with grey specks. They are diamond shaped and overlap.
Eyes: Bright green
Appearance: He is thin, built for speed not strength. He has large wing but is nowhere close to beating a SkyWing in a race. His spikes can move on command, from mood or to help him in flight. His tail is thin and is about 60% of his body size (Aka, put it over his body he has 40% left). His spines go 3/4 the way down his tail. He has two horns on the back of his head that go back at a 50* angle.

Tribe Information and Status
Tribe: Rogue
Rank: Rogue for life
Family: Haha, no
Mate: N/A
Hatchlings: N/A... yet...

Skills and Abilities
Strengths: Flirting with dragons
Hiding in shadows
Sneaking away

Special Abilities: He can see through other dragons disguises, only if by magic. He can also see dragons who are hiding in shadows.
Weaknesses: Vanity. If you give him a mirror he'll be distracted for a bit, at least enough time for you to escape. (Tell me if I need more)
Combat Style: If flirting fails, he tries to not get his claws wet, so he will try to run away or make someone else fight.

Background
History: Born from the midst of the NightWings, his mother was one who wasn't profound of the NightWing's rule. Why she didn't escape with him? Maybe to not bring attention onto her baby. She raised him on the border of the territory, a great surprise of why he was never found by anyone patrolling. When he was 5, she knew something bad was going to happen to her. She felt like he was well trained enough to leave, so she told him to flee, to go find someplace to call home. Of course being that little dragon, always loving it when his mother would come to him, he was scared. "But, mama, I don't want to go!" He pleaded, but she wouldn't take it. So finally, he left.
Whatever happened to his mother that night would be unknown by him, but when he was leaving on the cold, stormy night, he could hear the wind howling with sorrow as he hear the NightWing's screams. He felt like the thunder told a story of each of their claws meting her, every strike upon her scales, digging through them. He never turned back. Later that night, the storm still strong, he saw lightning hit a tree, cracking it in half with a smoldering touch. He knew what this tree told him, his mother was dead.
Maybe it was a good thing he was never raised in a tribe, he would've gotten kicked out a million times over. He never forgot that night, it still lingered in the back of his mind like a cold mist that wouldn't go away. But he always found a way to forget it was there. He has learned more information from spying on different dragons, even learning about the gods by a conversation between a few dragons. While they were talking about how cool they were he saw it in a different light. That's how his hate began.
Later on, he found that he was a good flirter, with either gender of the dragons. Males were a bit harder, unless they were ones who already liked other males. He must have picked up his trait of flirting from another dragon or more. But instead of taking up a mate, he decided to have fun with this, basking in the fact that he could. He always disliked it when someone didn't react to him the way he spoke to them, but he always kept trying. To this day, he still hasn't found a mate and most likely die at another's talons without one.

RP Sample: (Ugh, I had a great on. This one won't be as good, sorry) I watched as the moon rose from the great abyss of light it awoke from. Nighttime was always my favorite, it was usually cooler than the day and dark, not bright. Also easier to hide in the shadows. I leaped by on the trees, coming across a lake, perfect for swimming. I waded in, feeling the liquid rest on my scales. Some could think I was a SeaWing for my love of water, but I'm not. I laughed as I thought about the stupid SeaWing goddess, Shine. "What stupidness Gods have. I could easily flirt with her like any other dragon." I said with a chuckle. I got out of the lake and flew off to my den to sleep for the morning that awaits.

Ugh, finally finished. My computer restarted so I lost some of my data here.

Approved!