Flora

A nurturing greengrass lover, she stays in the lovely orchard behind the straw cottage, tending to her dearest plants while waiting for her mate to return.

Flora was quite cut out from gardening, ever since she first broke open her shell and hatched along with her siblings, taking her own name quite literally and, instead of running around and playing, choosing to admire the beauty of the Sunbeam Ruins' varied vegetation instead. And for a dragon living carefree in the Light Domain, she even got away with it, choosing to ultimately keep her first hobby as her official job, making frequent trips to the local market to sell all that she had grown in her wide garden (gradually getting bigger as she constantly ran out of space, no fence to hold her back), from vegetables to bouquets to many berries and variants of grass. Naturally she keeps some aside, though, carefully calculating when the next batch of each herb will be ready, also having a separate plot for food that will later end up in a leaf-wrapped parcel for her mate's lunch or in a wooden bowl for dinner. While she had the liberty to eat whatever she wished, Jam was on a very strict insect-plant diet, and the latter was much easier to come by, so Flora much preferred hitting both birds with one stone, calculating the portions with maximum nutrition, ensuring to have all the plants for dinner boiled and prepared by the time he came home.

Her mane a wondrous red and green to match her mate's complexion, the kind yet organized soul ensures that nothing goes wrong during his time at home, and considers it her personal responsibility that everyone around her must leave the interaction feeling better than they did before. Plants or food are not an uncommon random gift from her, oftentimes handing out fresh berries if the harvest was too bountiful or if not enough sold at the market. At times, many wonder whether something occurred in her past to cause so much unprecedented kindness and goodwill, the dragoness keeping up awfully good connections with the neighbors, gifting homemade honey bottles to apologize for the barely audible buzz. There's nothing surprising about it, though. She never endured a difficult childhood thanks to a peculiar hobby, nor did she decide to rebel due to some unfortunate circumstance.
She loves only happy things and grew up a happy dragon, simple as that.