Dryad

A wild dragon, some might say. Never properly raised with a clan. Untamed and unkempt; one most would be wary of despite her docile nature, simply because they heard she raised herself out in the wild. Completely in tune with nature, able to understand the trees and plants, and converse with the creatures they house, Dryad truely fits her name.

Through her many years growing up surrounded by it, she has been able to tune in to the subtle emotions of the forest. Her natural ability to detect feelings now enhanced by this. Dryad's enhanced ability allows her to read the emotions of the past, present, and--in some cases--predict the future. Her fortune telling only goes so far, though, as its mostly educated guesses built around the future emotions she reads, the current emotions she reads, and what little she actually knows of the situation. Her predictions do not always come to pass, but they have more often been right than they've been wrong.

By attuning herself to another, she can read them their personal future even being able to go in depth and pick out an individual aspect of their future. This has drawn the attention of several dragons seeking guidance over things they were uncertain of (if they would get the job they want, if so-and-so loved them, etc.).

Unfortunately, due to her having grown up without a clan, she cannot speak common draconian. She's managed to pick up a few words, but not enough for any sort of lasting conversation. This is where her mate, Druid comes in. He was the one to originally find her. Naturally, since she didn't know many other dragons, she was wary of him. He initially tried talking to her in common, but when she only showed confusion at his words he tried something he thought was a bit unconventional; he spoke in the language of the woods. She immediately perked up, responding in kind. Over time--and with much perseverance on Druid's part--they got to know one another. He eventually convinced her to come to the clan and live with him. He now translates for her.

Despite how close they are, he is not her confidant. That roll goes to her dove. Whether it's manifestation of her connection to nature, her spirit animal, or simply a regular dove, no one knows, and Dryad never tells.

Recently, she started picking up on negative emotions from the plants and animals. Warnings of something that may come. Something that, if it should pass, could endanger many. She deigned not to tell anyone of this, though. Not even Druid, knowing that he would go and tell the rest of the clan. She didnt want that, afraid it would cause an uproar.

No, instead she kept it to herself and her faithful dove. After all, not all of her predictions came to pass...at least...she hoped that this one didnt.