The Perseverantia family aren't yet quite full grown, a trio of adolescents originally from different dawns who came together after an unexpectedly forceful blizzard separated them from their original groups. Leaning on one another for support, their sheer force of determination that they can get through anything together has come a long way from their first uncertain latching on.
These adoptive sisters had a lot of struggles to get through figuring out who they were together, launching themselves into ill-advised adventures and getting covered in tree sap far too often. No matter how disastrously their exploits went, though, they learned that they always had one another's backs, just as if they'd been born to the same dawn, and they never hesitated to keep on trying. Now that they feel they know who they are, and love who they are, they have a strong desire to help others to find who they are as well, to aid them on their own journeys of self discovery - and adopt them into the family if possible.
My Destiny is something of a jumble of talents. 'Jack of all trades and master of none' might be a good phrase to describe her though those who think it should remember that the second part of it is 'but better than a master of one.' She used to think of her future as defined by her place in her rank-orientated family society where though eldest daughter she was of the lowest rank. But now she knows that isn't the limit of her potential. So she's dedicated to learning everything she can, trying it all to find where she fits in best. As a result she has a smattering of knowledge and skills at her wingtips from medicinal and herbal lore to musical ability and even baking and sewing. My Destiny is no master, and she knows that it would be unwise to say put her in charge of the entire kitchen for dinner or leave her alone in the infirmary, but in any situation there's a chance that she will be able to chip in. Even when she doesn't know how to she's more than willing to learn and listen to experts. Her presence even when she is inexperienced at a thing is worthwhile as her steady, even temperament helps defuse tension and makes teaching her a joy. In her own quiet way she's a very loving soul, especially towards her beloved Gryphon, and though she loves her family and doesn't begrudge them for her earlier years she is happy with the life she's found.
As many Ember Phoenixes are My Destiny is a small avian standing at just shy of two feet tall. Her ash-colored feathers remind others of soft clouds (or so Gentle Servant claims). Red and orange sparkles congregate along her head and neck primarily, though a few dust her tail as well. Her eyes are an icy blue, standing out like a patch of clear sky when the sun breaks through.
The first time that Gentle Servant had ever seen a phoenix he had been in one of their mountain homes with his elder brothers, a Shield and a Blade. They'd been sent from their own expansive family Order by request from the leader of this Bonfire. A rogue young Wild Dragon had been sighted and as the Bonfire wasn't very large they wanted help in protecting themselves, especially his precious offspring. He had three children, his heir who was a charismatic female Blaze, a spirited male Spark as his youngest, and his eldest daughter, an Ember, My Destiny. Though he let his own brothers do the talking Gentle Servant noticed that the Blaze was putting herself out there, trying to take charge and assist in things as one might expect. The young Spark was a constant presence as the trio of Gryphons settled in with wanting to talk to them and show off his flying skills. But the eldest, the Ember, always seemed to fade into the background. It wasn't that her family was unkind to her, but certainly she didn't get the same degree of focused attention that her siblings did. She was a dutiful daughter but she was simply…there. Cared for, but never celebrated, and in her own way alright with that. They spoke off and on, mostly when Gentle Servant was doing his squire's chores for his brothers. She'd offer to help more often than not, which he appreciated and in their conversation they learned more about each other and found they had much in common. They both had siblings that they felt they couldn't quite live up to due to their rank, though neither felt any desire to complain about it or want to have things changed. They both loved their families, and they both wanted the threat of the dragon to end. The only difference was that while Gentle Servant was content with his role and destiny, My Destiny felt that she had yet to find hers. She knew she wanted something out of life, but couldn't find what. She wasn't her father's heir, she wasn't a high rank phoenix. Her future wasn't set in soft clay yet alone stone, but she didn't know what to do about it. During their conversations they found great enjoyment with one another and a deep fondness.
It was nighttime when the dragon attacked. The Blade Gryphon flew to battle alongside the strongest of the Phoenix warriors, leaving his Shield and Squire brothers to protect the three offspring. Without thinking, with dragon fire spilling down and danger at every wingtip, Gentle Servant lunged to the Ember daughter's side to protect her. Together they hurried the vulnerable and defenseless to safety and ferried supplies to the injured. Though My Destiny remained unharmed he took a few singings in her defense. The dragon was eventually slain due to the joint efforts of the Gryphons, the Phoenixes, and a bronzerider who was also out hunting the wild dragon on behalf of the Weyr. Though they rested there a few days to let their injuries heal eventually the three Gryphon brothers had to return to their homes. But for Gentle Servant and My Destiny, it was like losing a part of themselves they'd never known they had lacked before. It wasn't a week before the beating of feathered wings heralded My Destiny's arrival with her family's blessing to join her beloved. Now they have traveled to the Haven Weyr territory to seek their shared future.
Sugar And Spice And This'll Taste Great! Female Adhair Nympkin
Name: Nutmeg
Mindspeech: Italics #a94f6e
A nip of this, a Nymp of that, a sprinkle of sugar here and there and bake at three-fifty for an hour! Sugar and Spice is at home in the kitchen mixing and blending, creaming together milk and egg and sugar all to make tasty confections that she decorates with skill. While she has a horde of recipes tucked away in her mind she's also quite inventive. Making her own tweaks is her passion. She blends flavors that she thinks will go well together in various baked treats. She then offers them to everyone she knows to seek their opinions. It's all but impossible to not be around her and not end up recruited as taste testers (and probably gain a few pounds over time as a result). Sugar and Spice believes with all her little heart that good dessert can bring people together and comfort like nothing else.
Often used in her confections, Sugar and Spice's favorite goodie is meltaway mint chips, the pastel kind with the nonpareils on the bottom. She can be counted on to eat at least half of her supplies when she uses them.
Thankfully Sugar and Spice has short fur, which is kindly asks for help to keep in a hairnet over her ears and one for her tail too, please! Her fur is green apple green with a brown 'ribbon' that wraps her entire body, capping at her tail tip, around her body, down each leg, and even a length draping across her forehead and down her face to cross her right eye, which is also brown. Her left eye by contrast is purple; she has heterochromia.