Flau

______________Healer______________

Personality: Flau is perhaps one of the gentlest beings in this clan. Most if not all of her time is spent helping other dragons, such as those who have returned from a hunting party with cuts and scratches. She will work through the night to help anyone who is injured, be it physically, mentally or emotionally, rarely placing her own well being before theirs. When no one is injured she is either spending time with parents in the hatchery, making sure every one of their eggs hatches safely and healthily, or spending time with her beloved Darklight.

History: Flau's beginnings were similar to many other dragons living in the Land of Silian. Very few here are children of the original pair that had claimed these lands so long ago. In Flau's case, she was born in a watery nest to parents who lived beneath the Tidelord. Her family, however, kicked her out of the nest as a new hatchling in return for a measly sum of treasure. Heartbroken, she entered the Silian Clan. It didn't take long for her to cheer up, however. She fell in love with each and every dragon in their lair and even had a multitude of little ones, her love for hatchlings brightening up the entire clan.
It was here that she fell in love with a handsome devil of a dragon - Darklight. He, too, had empathized with her plight, having been born in a plague nest but sold off for some measly gold. Together they had many hatchlings, most of which were sent off to study beneath their pledged god, the Arcanist. They wanted the best for their children, wishing for them to inherit their mother's sharp wit and his powerful brawn. A few have become overtaken by wanderlust, which sets in at a young age in Arcane lairs. They learn all there is to learn in their den early on and yearn for something more, and their parents do not deny them. Now Flau and Darklight spend most of their time sitting together on one of the many perches that surround the lair, watching the sun rise and set.
Over the course of time she has not lost her gentle touch. She loves everything in the world, refusing to fight or even to eat meat, instead surviving off of insects and plants. Her long, slender legs are still strong from digging in the dirt on foraging parties, however, as she is not afraid to get her claws dirty to find food for the sake of her clan. If Flau ever were to fight - gods forbid - then it would only be for the sake of peace in her clan. When the warriors return from a particularly difficult hunting expedition or a trip to the coliseum, she is always waiting right there, ready to help and heal the injured.