Brock

Microlore: His slow tongue stammers when he speaks, and his voice is loud and drawls. Some suspect he may have an intellectual disability, though his birth clan was not able to diagnose it when he was younger. He is awkward in social situations, but he means well, and he sincerely wants everyone to be happy when they are able.

Not suited to the stresses of Hunting, he has become a florist. While his voice is thick and his steps sometimes clumsy, he is able to arrange plants and blooms and found objects with an artistry that is jaw-droppingly stunning, even if it came from a more neurotypical dragon's hands. Seeing how pleased others are when they receive his bouquets, planter boxes, artistic herb gardens, and waxed blossoms brings him no end of delight, and he is happy to see others so happy.

He is fond of cats, and he thinks it would be nice to one day have a boyfriend. He thinks gender is terrifying, so he doesn't think of his often. He uses he / him pronouns more out of habit than out of a deliberate choice.




-Scholarly dragons occasionally find themselves fumbling around him or talking down to him or trying to hide how annoyed they are when he doesn't grasp what they're saying, but most try hard to be accepting

-Nearly all the dragons who care for plants love to bring him trimmings and watch him make his displays - Teva, Beres, Mortimer, Kei, etc.

-Gets along well with Wallace since Wallace also loves to make everyone happy; Wallace reminds Brock when everyone's hatchdays are so that he can give them flowers

-Will sometimes follow Cindermoon around because he adores his menagerie of animals, much to Cindermoon's annoyance (then again, pretty much everything annoys Cindermoon)

-He and Amon had a long and adorable courtship that resulted in them living together with the cats