Eyes cold as ice, though with a heart warm as fire, she oversees the treatment of those whom harm the clan, the home, or any friends. With the ability to push aside emotion, she takes into account what others might argue for the sake of fair judgement.

When not doing her job, she is often seen with the imperial female Shymmr, taking part in caring for little ones and aiding the large dragon with grooming and soothing the lesser wounds of their beloved clanmates. Letters having stopped from her parents leaves her worried, pacing within her slightly too large denhollow until the crystaline ground and soft moss is coated with frost and her shackles echo with each shake like the bones of a thousand dead dragons.

Oddly, only the silent warrior wildclaw Keryn is able to soothe her nerves, sitting with her and listening as she spills her woes to him. Only when she is calm an the frost is no longer frost does he leave her to the rest she spins herself into.
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