Parmina

Parmina is a normal tea-maker. She made the best tea throughout the entire clan. Everytime she worked in the shop, everyone would come flocking in to get one of the best teas they had in their lives.

Though, Parmina wasn’t just a tea-maker. She was quite cheerful and happy; a fine snapper indeed. She loved to go around and smile towards others whenever she wasn’t working. The smiles she gave to every dragon she passed put a smile on their faces. Everytime she returned back to her home in the clan, she’d always think up a lot of new ideas for new teas. She wasn’t alone in helping, though. The names of the tea she had on her list were all created by the little hatchlings she works with. These hatchlings considered her their mother; and like everyone else, they LOVED their mother’s tea. They’d always come back flocking to help out with naming each specific tea she made up. Parmina was astounded by their work that now, she takes care of them.

Parmina has such a motherly personality, and running a tea-shop is quite hard to do in some cases.. But she manages to handle it while trying to keep the little ones out of harm and trouble. She’s the best kind of mother anyone could have. The little ones would run around her tea-shop and end up knocking some stuff over, but she always was calm with it.. A calm sense indeed. Patient, too.

One of the little ones sat in the small puddle they made of the broken tea-pot, staring down at it with innocent eyes as they blinked. Parmina walked up and stared down towards the little one; lowering her head as she helped them up. “Be a bit more careful, hun.” Parmina smiled; her eyes glistening with such joy as the little hatchling hugged her head. That warmed her tea-making heart, bringing the hatchling with her and setting them down near her as she continued making tea in her small little den, all while the hatchling was spurting out different names for the new tea recipe.

As the day came to an end for the tea-shop, Parmina took the hatchlings back to her own little spot in the clan; letting them sit down with her for a bit before they had to return back to the hatchery. She sat down and took out a book from her arrangement of different books; mostly tea-related.. But she saved some for the hatchlings. She read them a story, and before you know it, their own day repeats once more.