Djet

Sometimes things just became too much for Djet to handle so she would come here. The place of flowers as she liked to call it. It was a huge meadow that stretched miles long. Covering the giant field were golden flowers that shimmered in the sunlight. The female would come and rest for hours. Her dark green and black scales absorbed all the warmth the place had to offer. Once she had calmed down a bit she would pick two flowers and tie them together. She would get another and continue to tie the small flowers together until she made necklaces, crowns, leis, she would even make a giant strand and loop them around her wings. As she worked on her jewelry made of the golden flowers she would let her mind work out all the problems she was facing. It was an amazing way to work through her problems while still staying relaxed and happy. The female had been coming to this place for as long as she could remember. She had found it after her parents changed clans and left her. It was just so peaceful and no one ever came here but her so she could just feel completely and utterly free. So the female would come here to relax and refresh her mind when the world seemed to be beating down on her.

Lore by wolfdragon112