Xuan

I heard knocking at my door. It was a small house – relativy speaking, after all, I'm large to most -, deep in the forest, and I didn't expect visitors. Are they lost?
'Come in!', I said. Two dragons entered carefully, a pearlcatcher and a spiral.
'Hello', the spiral said, looking around in awe. 'We didn't expect anyone out here so far. Say, are you a herbalist, too?'
Indeed, my house was full of different kind of plants, many not even native to this area, not to mention the large garden surrounding it, blending partially with the forest itself. 'Not in the way you might expect.' I raised my paw to a flowerpot containing a budding flower. With little effort, I made it bloom within seconds. 'My name is Xuan, but around here, I'm mostly known as 'the witch of spring'. It is my destiny to share the freshest fruits, prettiest flowers and, of course, the beauty of the nature. What are you two looking for? I can surely help.'