Turmeric

Microlore: This dragon's great love is warmth - warm rooms, warm blankets, and warm spices. They are happiest bundled up and as far away from a draft as possible. They are not keen on going outside, where the weather is sometimes quite unpredictable, much to the chagrin of their clanmates.

In truth, the cold bothers their joints, much like it does their father's joints, and it's even worse when the weather grows damp before a storm or by the sea. In such weather, they are slow and achy, and they are prone to crankiness.

They are a biographer, writing the stories of others in their clan so that they may be remembered when they have gone on. Several of their tomes line the shelves of the clan library, and several more are being researched.

They are agender, and they use they/them pronouns.

Hatchling name: Turmeric for their golden markings the same color as the potent spice they love. This is the name their family called them as they grew up, but not necessarily the one they kept when they joined a new clan.