Dolores loved to fly, and she did so almost all the time. Even when she slept, she was all about dreams of flight. She hunted on the wing, snatching small insects from the air with her teeth, or swatting a small mammal off a branch with her deft hind paws. What she didn't like, was being confined, being unable to fly, of course.

But more than that she didn't much care for beings that didn't fly or didn't like flight. She had very little time for such creatures as that dryad-rukel, nor for that wet batch. Impatient, somewhat snippy at them, Dolores was well known in their bunch for being a bit of ... well, a harpy. Though truth be told she was always the first to defend their territory and the last to leave a fight.

And, she had a taste for sweets that could only be saited by sitting in on professor Shy's Cake! class, or one of the local pastry shops. She couldn't be trusted to bring a package from one of those places to its intended customer, they learned that after asking if she'd like to work for them. If it didn't involve sweet breads or cookies though, Dolores was pleased to do the job. So she wound up helping out some professors taking notes here and there across campus.

She's learned of many dragons coming in the next few days... Maybe one of them will like to hang out with her, and fly the day away!