• Goddess of love
• when she walks, flowers bloom after every step. they smell so much sweeter but wither so much faster
• smells like summer berries and the smoke from a dying candle
• good with a bow. has an uncanny sense of aim, as if she is using some other sense besides sight
• wears elaborate flower crowns/headdresses, with the flowers and shape and adornaments changing with each season
• despite her appearance, she is often seen alone. she seems distant in a way some might mistake for aloofness; but there's a soft melancholy in her eyes that betrays that thought
• loves dark chocolate, ripe peaches, jams, buttery pastries and soft fruit candies
• when she smiles, it seems like her eyes don't
• her laugh is a rare sound, but so sweet, like the soft chiming of bells or the gentle churring of birds
• definitely cursed
• uses her own feathers as golden tipped quills. they never seem to need ink
• in lantern light, his eyes seem to reflect the light, and have a warm glow to them.
• keeps an aviary of small songbirds, who are always delighted to see her. she can be seen sitting amongst them for hours on end. it seems meditative to her
• loves to watch the sunrise each morning with a hot drink in hand, watching the steam trail upwards. can never be found around sunset