Castor

".....Hi."

Castor arrived within the borders of our clan together with Pollux and Orion. She is quite the mysterious figure, preferring to hide her face under the skull of a slain beast she picked up during her travels. She's a dragon of extremely few words, preferring to watch the clouds soar by or observe how the wind rustles the trees rather than engage with other dragons. The only exceptions to this are Pollux and Orion, whom she will give her full attention to if they require it.

However, this does not mean that Castor is by any means a dragon no one can get along with. In fact, she's quite beloved among the clan for her ability to listen to the woes of the other dragons. While one might think that she isn't listening at all, she is in fact listening very closely if a dragon comes to her with a heavy heart. While she never offers advice, or even really engages with whoever has come to talk to her, many dragons appreciate the fact. Simply having someone to rant to, someone that won't offer advice that they don't want, someone that does not judge, it is a valuable thing.

Castor herself often feels like she should try and open up more, but struggles with finding words, or even speaking most days. She isn't incapable of it, in fact, Carsui herself has had a full conversation with the quiet Obelisk before, but most days, she simply prefers to stay silent, as words do not come easily to her. She appreciates the fact that the clan accepted her as well as her companions with open arms, and wishes she could do more to give back than to simply listen to the dragons that come to her with grievances on their mind.

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