(by ineffablybookish)


Tulzscha is a bit of a rebel. She prefers being on her own, and can beat the crap out of anyone who gives her a hard time. She once used her tail to choke another dragon until they begged for mercy. Neither one like to talk about the incident, so it’s hard to say what happened to provoke such violence.

She likes picking flowers more than anything, or any one, else on the planet, and wants to open up her own little flower shop some day. She often day dreams of a little shop on a busy street with a cheery yellow door and awning. She likes sketching the building on spare bits of parchment, but she usually sets them on fire when she’s done. She’s not embarrassed; she just likes burning things.

Lazy days spent in the meadows, surrounded by flowers are her ideal way of spending her life. If she can’t have that, however, she will gladly take an afternoon of beating up dragons who laugh at her dreams. Sometimes her familiar, Luca, will reprimand her for her short-tempered ways. More often than not, however, he encourages her to stand up for herself. Not every dragon has the courage to dream, after all.