Begonia

For Tundra’s moodboard contest!!
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b e g o n i a
•she/her•♀•leaf•bisexual•musician/artist•
I’ve always wanted to travel the world, but alas, now I’m too old to even travel far from my home
belongs to Sby. Do not steal or your cookies will be stale!
Years and years ago, when Pantala was at peace, the continent’s tribes mingled together. Trees were found not only in the Poison Jungle, but everywhere across Pantala. There were only two tribes that lived on this continent, the LeafWings and the BeetleWings.
Maybe, wandering through this very different place, you may have stumbled upon a beautiful cottage surrounded by bright flowers. Choosing to creep closer, you may have smelled the delicious scents of cookies baking.
You may have knocked on the wooden door, which had been opened by a slightly short, pinkish-green dragoness who offered you cookies and lemonade.
Or maybe you just walked on by, not knowing what you missed.
coding by Epiphlyte; please do not use/tamper without her explicit permission!
begonia 	begonia
 	
Background 	Background
Artist 	base by Cloud, colours by me
Creator 	Sby
Coder 	Epiphlyte
Main Attribute 	kind / gentle / caring / creative
Elemental Attribute 	flowers / cats / cottages / pink / sweets / baked goods / hearts / warmth / smiles / books / guitars / stud earrings / clouds / cotton candy / gardens
Theme Flower 	begonia ‘roseform pink’
Theme Color 	pink / green / turquoise
Theme Song 	<soundcloud url="soundcloud link. you know the drill ᕕ(ᐛ)ᕗ" height="20" auto_play="false" color="#ff91af" width="20"/>
<soundcloud url="aand another one" height="20" auto_play="false" color="#ff91af" width="20"/>
MBTI Personality 	
Character 	Character
Age 	104 (dy)
Gender 	female (she/her)
Orientation 	bisexual
Occupation 	guitarist/book cover designer (currently), woodworker (formerly)
Tribe 	leaf
Goal 	spend the last years of her lifetime making others happy
Residence 	a little cottage on Pantala
Relatives 	
Juniper (mother, deceased) Baobab (father, deceased) Cork (husband, deceased)Willow (daughter)Arbutus (son)Lilac (daughter)Skye (cat)
Allies 	her children, young dragonets, her gardener Herb
Enemies 	thieves, rude dragons, threats to those she cares about
Likes 	playing guitar, cooking, looking at flowers, designs, music, speaking to Herb, cuddling with Skye, baking, reading, designing, equality, nature, travelling
Dislikes 	sexism, homophobia, rudeness, not seeing her kids, spiders, ants, mice,
Powers and abilities	good gardener before she became old, absorbs heat from sun
Weapons 	wit
Quote 	“Come here Skye! Come to mummy! Good girl
 
appearance
Oh what a little cutie you are! Have a cookie
- Begonia, to a visitor
color
Pinks, greens, and a touch of turquoise. That’s how you describe Begonia, the kind old lady in the little white cottage in the woods. A pale, almost pastel pink is the primary colour, covering her mainscales, down to her tail and limbs. Though the pink doesn’t end there.
She has hot pink webbing running down her back, bright against the much lighter pink of her mainscales. A leaf shape at the end of her tail is hot pink as well. 
Layered under both areas of pink, her underbelly is turquoise, like a clear sea, sun shining on it in the middle of summer. Beautiful, tranquil. Her underwings gradient from a forest green, down by her back, and light green, up in the air when she holds them vertically. 
She has chocolate-brown markings all over her body, mixed with a pink only slightly darker than her mainscales. Begonia’s eyes are a warm, friendly golden-orange.
build
Begonia is kind of short, her age having shrunk her a little. Her legs are thinner and weaker than when she was younger, as she hardly ever goes out much anymore. She’s not exactly frail, but she’s not very strong, and if she tried to do anything too hard, she’d likely wreck her back.
Her snout is sharp and narrow, and would likely make her look mean if not for the seemingly permanent smile on her snout, and the wrinkles around her eyes.
Despite the shrunken size of her main body, her wings are still an average size, which can make her look almost unbalanced. Begonia looks exactly how you’d expect an old dragoness to look: old. Maybe, though, she looks just a little younger than she really is.
other
For accessories, Begonia doesn’t wear much. On her ears, she wears simple sapphire-blue stud earrings, which she almost never changes. In the odd chance that she does change them, it’s usually just a change of shade, from sapphire to baby-blue.
In the mornings and evenings, she wears silver, round glasses.
She also has a chestnut guitar she made herself, her signature spatula, and a design kit for her book jackets.
 
personality
Have a good day, miss! Always a pleasure to help ya!
- Herb, to Begonia once his work is finished
Begonia refers to herself as ‘Pantala’s resident grandmother’, and for good reason. The dragoness is kind and loving, to both close friends and family, as well as complete strangers drawn to her doorstep by the enticing smell of cookies. She adores dragons of all ages, especially young dragonets.
To young ones, she’s a source of fun and kindness, and she loves to chat with them. She loves introducing them to her cat, Skye, unless of course, they’re allergic. To adults, she’s a source of sage advice and understanding. She’s always willing to talk, or just listen. 
She cares greatly for others, and is a selfless dragoness. She always makes more than enough cookies and lemonade for herself, Herb, and anyone who comes by. She loves to share, be it by playing her music, making cookies for strangers, or sharing what she knows with the younger generations.
She’s most certainly more of a lover than a fighter, always has been, and although she may have been less of a wonderful, selfless dragoness than she is today, she’s since she’d the unkind parts of her. She may have some old-fashioned values, but those are pushed aside when it comes to her sense of fairness and equality. She cares for everyone, and would never judge someone for who they are or who they like, especially since she herself is bisexual.
Begonia is a wise dragoness that believes that being honest is important. She tries her best not to lie, unless it’s necessary to protect someone or their feelings. She is one of those dragons who believes that honesty is the best policy, which she has stood by for over a century.
history
Can we go visit that old lady with the cool house?
- a dragonet, about BegoniaBegonia hatched over a century ago, long before the Pantalans and Pyrrhians spoke the same language, long before Clearsight’s arrival, and long before Pantalans even knew of another continent. She was an adventurous dragonet, but her parents weren’t, and she was never able to stray far from where she lived.
Begonia’s parents were kind to her, but she noticed they were horrid to nearly everyone else. They didn’t let her be friends with BeetleWings, stating that LeafWings were the only worthy tribe. They were actually strict parents, with very strict rules of who she could date, or even befriend. She also wasn’t allowed to go to other’s houses after school, it had to be hers.
She didn’t hate her parents, though. She was a bit annoyed by how controlling they were, but otherwise she was fine. At least, for the first years of her life. Those were the years when she fit in with what her parents described as ‘normal.’ Then, as she grew older, everything changed.
She was hanging out one day with her best friend, a LeafWing named Petal. They weren’t doing much, just hanging in the backyard. Begonia told her a joke, and Petal laughed. That was what started it all. Begonia had heard her laugh a hundred times, but this time there was a feeling along with it. Not just a friendship kind of feeling, either. Something deeper. 
At first, she denied it. She wasn’t willing to believe it. She liked guys. That was it. She knew she liked guys, she’d had genuine crushes on guys. She had to be straight. Eventually, though, she realized that she liked girls too. 
The first dragon she told was Petal. She confessed her feelings and came out as bisexual. At first, Petal seemed disgusted, and Begonia felt sick to her stomach. Her best friend avoided her for nearly a week. Then, one day, as she was at school, feeling horrid, she felt a talon on her shoulder. Petal’s. 
“I’m sorry B,” she said. “I just... don’t like you the same way. But... I can accept that you like girls. It might take some time, but I will.”
After that, they were besties again. Still, there were obvious hints that Petal was still uncomfortable with her sexuality. She felt like she was tense any time Begonia hugged her hello, or talked about girls she had crushes on. It was clear how much more excited she was when Begonia liked a guy than a girl.
That’s when she realized she should come out to her parents, and that’s when the fear truly kicked in. Even kind, accepting Petal had been uncomfortable with her sexuality. What would happen when she told her hatred-filled, change-averse parents? She almost didn’t do it, and looking back, she wishes she never did.
She finally brought up the courage to tell them, and when she did, her mother’s face turned as red as a tomato. She screamed at Begonia, and she was finally the target of the hatred her parents had for others. Her father wasn’t quite as open about it, but he avoided her altogether, and her home life soon became horrible.
She was relieved when she finally was able to move out and get a place of her own. She, with her money from her job as a woodworker, hired some dragons to build her a small cottage in the woods. She stayed at the home of another, more accepting but less close, friend, named Aloe. Eventually, Aloe became a better friend than Petal, as she was fully accepting of Begonia’s sexuality, although she made it clear that she was straight and not interested.
Once the cottage was finally made, she moved in and made it her own. She bought an armchair and a couch for the main room, as well as some other simplistic furniture for that room and the rest of the house. She had Aloe over many times, and Petal over a few times, until the latter just stopped coming over. Now she was free of her parents, she had a chance to travel. Yet she wanted to find someone to travel with her, and eventually settle down with.
Over the years, she had a few different boyfriends and girlfriends, but no one seemed like they were ‘the one.’ That was until, one day, she was sitting at the counter of the coffee shop in the town. It was what she always did, weekly. This time, however, something different happened. A dragon sat next to her, and started a conversation. His scales were a twist of dark and light brown, his eyes the colour of caramel. His voice was soft and kind, and they soon got into a conversation that started over the topic of coffee, but eventually branched out to deeper topics. When she left, he handed her a note, then hurried off with a happy “goodbye!”
The note read, Chat tomorrow, same time, same place?
After days of this, they were dating. Nearly a year later, they were engaged, and years later, they were happily married, clutching each other’s talons as they watched the pale green egg, holding their first dragonet. The egg cracked open, and out emerged a dragoness with scales the colour of her egg. They named her Willow, after the willow tree that they got married under. As Willow grew up, her intellect was clear. She was reading before most dragonets could even talk, and she was fascinated by science, even at a young age.
When Willow was three, they had another dragonet, a boy that they named Arbutus. His name came from the trees outside Cork’s old house. Arbutus was quite different from Willow, much less independent and much more social. He was a dragonet that loved to have fun, especially with others.
When Arbutus was only two years old, they had their third and final dragonet, named Lilac. She was named this way for the streaks of purple on her deep brown scales. Lilac was a lot like Arbutus, and they got along very well. She was even more energetic than he was, making her a bit of a talonful to take care of.
It was difficult watching over three children, but Cork and Begonia figured it out. They both had solid, well-paying jobs, Begonia a woodworker, Cork a popular baker with his own bakery. Willow was the A+ student, Arbutus the athlete and class clown, and Lilac tucked snugly in the middle, an artistic dragonet. They were very proud of all three of their children, hanging Willow’s academic awards, Arbutus’s ribbons, and copies of Lilac’s art on the walls. Their three children were so different, but they adored all of them.
It was hard to watch them grow up. Willow was the first to leave, taking off to the coast to land a solid job, find a mate, and have dragonets, although the latter would never be achieved. It was sad to watch her go, but Begonia knew her daughter would do well, she always had.
Lilac was the one who left next, despite being the youngest. She wanted to become famous for her art, and although that never happened, she did still have a successful career.
Arbutus hung around for a long time before he eventually took off, as he didn’t really have a plan, and he had always been very tight with his parents. His goodbye was one of the hardest and saddest, and she made him promise to write her letters, a promise he has kept to this day.
For many more years, she lived with Cork in the beautiful cottage. They tended the yard together, keeping the beautiful flowers blooming all by themselves until they grew too old, and hired a kind gardener named Herb to tend to the plants. About a year after he was hired, she and Cork had a surprise visit from their children, who gifted them with a beautiful, snowy-white cat that Begonia named Skye. 
It was when she was only ninety-nine, when tragedy struck. Cork fell ill, deathly ill. He was just over one hundred years old. Begonia tried frantically to help him, calling the best doctors she could find. She was long retired, and had a much lesser income than from when she was working, but she didn’t care. She needed to save him. Unfortunately, her efforts failed, and Cork passed away.
She was now completely alone, with the exception of her beloved cat, Skye. It was one of the hardest things that had ever happened to her. The deaths of her parents hardly fazed her, because she hated them anyway. Cork had been her husband for decades, and losing him was like losing a part of herself. She sent letters to her children with the sad news.
They came for the funeral, a small, close-friend-and-family-only service held in a clearing near the cottage. The children wept, she wept. It was hard for all four of them. She had lost a husband and, although they hardly saw him, her children had lost a father.
Begonia had made a guitar out of chestnut wood, and she played him a song at the service, then again in her home. In the long stretches she now spent nearly entirely alone, she baked, she made lemonade. She played guitar, she sewed and designed beautiful book jackets and covers. She had never traveled across Pantala, and now she never would. 
When she baked, she left the window open, and dragonets started coming to her doorstep, drawn by the smell. She started offering cookies and lemonade at the door, and occasionally inviting them in. Her children didn’t have any children of their own, and so she labeled herself as everyone on Pantala’s grandmother. She wasn’t hugely popular, and only the dragons that happened to stumble upon her had the fortune of experiencing her delicious treats and kindness.
relationships
Oh! My dears, it’s so nice to see you, I’ve missed you!
- Begonia, at her visiting children
juniper • motherWhen she was very little, Begonia’s relationship with her mother was alright. Her mother was strict, but kind to her, and they got along well enough. However, her mother hated anything she didn’t consider ‘normal,’ Begonia’s sexuality included. Their relationship changed drastically once Begonia came out, as she was now a target of the hate her mother seemed to have for everyone. She wasn’t all that sad when she died, and didn’t attend her funeral.Negative
baobab • fatherBegonia always had a good relationship with her father, but once she came out, it was like he wanted nothing to do with her. He wasn’t vocal about it like her mother. Instead he ignored her completely. Didn’t speak to her, didn’t look at her, didn’t acknowledge her presence when she was sitting less than a meter away. She didn’t hate him as much as she hated her mother, but still disliked him.Negative/neutral
cork • husbandCork was the love of Begonia’s life, and they were happily married for several decades, despite the stress of having three children. Once their son and daughters had moved away, the two of them finally got to spend more time together. She adored him, and he adored her, and they had the perfect relationship. When he died at 102, it rocked her world, and left her heartbroken. She misses him every day.Positive
willow • daughterBegonia has known Willow the longest of her three children, as she is the oldest. She’s different than her other two children, and that’s almost refreshing. When she visits, they can have deep, philosophical conversations that she couldn’t imagine having with either of the other two. She is very proud of her daughter’s academic excellence, and she loves her daughter very much.Positive
arbutus • sonArbutus is Begonia’s only son, and she loves him dearly. He’s an athlete, but he’s also a fun-loving dragon, even as an adult. She always loves to hear the trouble he gets into with his friends, from when he was a tiny dragonet to a grown-up. She finds him hilarious and he has a charm that his sisters don’t fully possess. She loves him just as much as Lilac and Willow. They constantly write to each other.Positive
lilac • daughterLilac. The energetic artist. Begonia’s youngest daughter has a great personality, and she’s fun to talk to. She enjoys talking about art, both her work and others’. She’s about halfway between her two other children. She can switch between animated and serious conversation in a flash, something Begonia finds amusing. She’s very proud of her daughter’s work, and has some of it still displayed in her home. Just like her other two children, Begonia adores Lilac.Positive
skye • catOut of all of Begonia’s relationships, her closest is with her cat, Skye. Skye is the only one she sees every day, and they have grown very close. Skye constantly watches her while she bakes, sits and listens while she plays guitar, looks in fascination at her cover designs, and sits in her lap when she’s relaxing. Skye was a gift from her children, and she adores her.Very Positive
herb • gardenerHerb has worked for Begonia for quite a while, since before her husband died. He comes once or, occasionally, twice a week to care for the plants, and every time she always makes sure he leaves with a few baked goods as a thank-you for his hard work. Her garden would fall apart if not for him, and she's very grateful that he's willing to work for her.Positive
petal • childhood best friendWhen Begonia was young, she and Petal were very close. They did everything together. It was once she developed a crush on Petal that things started to fall apart. Petal came from a deeply homophobic family, meaning that once Begonia came out, she became very uncomfortable. She managed to stay best friends with her for a while, but it was clear that Petal thought she was going to try and date her or something and felt awkward. Begonia was sad to lose her as a friend, but she knew it was necessary.Neutral/positive
aloe • childhood best friendAloe started as a regular friend, but after Begonia and Petal's friendship fell apart, she became her new best friend. Unlike Petal, Aloe opened her sexuality with open arms, but also made sure she understood that Aloe wasn't interested, which Begonia respected. They grew very close while Begonia was temporarily living in her house, and she's sad that they lost touch as they grew older. Occasionally, she'll get a letter from her and they'll write to each other, then the chain will break and they won't connect for months.Positive
 verbena • friendVerbena is a friend of Begonia's, a kind friend. Verbena visited her once, and she gave her pink lemonade and cookies that were freshly made that day. They had a great conversation, and she taught the dragonet how to make pink lemonade. When she left, Begonia gave her the new lemonade and told her to write to her. Begonia thinks that she is very sweet and kind, and she finds her very interesting. She invited her to come over when her kids visit, and really hopes she willPositive
trivia
Would you like me to play you a song?
- Begonia, to Skye
* Mostly pre-Clearsight timeline, current timeline is just after her visit
* She calls her kids her ‘little bunnies’
* Always smells like fresh bread and chocolate chip cookies
* Pro-love
* Supports the LGBTQ+ community hugely
* When she talks about the ‘good old days’, it was when her children were very little, not when she was
*She had Oak cremated as he requested, and she keeps his ashes in a small ceramic container in her sitting room
*Her guitar is one of her proudest creations
*She adores baking and only sort of loves cooking, but she enjoys both greatly
gallery
Oh! The garden looks majestic!
- Begonia, to Herb
palette
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Category:Females
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