The painter visited the pond on every occasion he could, he'd paint it in his art along with the surrounding woods, lily pads and beautiful greenery. He kept up this, visiting the delicate flowers floating on the surface, with their uglier roots down in the dirty water much like how a human hide their ugly sides and show off beautiful petals, so sensitive to the touch, reaching for the sun and closing at night, just like the flowers.

He one day visiting on 40 years, fell asleep on the side of the pond much like he usually did and the lily pads were disrupted, someone had crashed into the water and destroyed every last flower, lily pad and the air was full of smoke, blood and war. The war had broke out and he was not safe.

He got to his feet but being so old and slow he knew the war would catch up, so he instead went to the pond and dipped his toes into it as he had so many times before, as he did, as if paint ran from his toes it shaped a pink flower which float to the surface, he looked at it in confusion, picked it up and realized when his hand touched the water it too turned water into little buds sprouting pink flowers

The war inched in, soldiers emerged the woods and aimed spears to kill him, he turned to them and fell backwards with his arms out and a pink geiser emerged in to the sky confusing the men.

They walked up, the water calmed down. and coming out of it to the shoulders was one of the most unique dragons yet, beautiful and long, dark yet lit up. it was not masculine or feminine, but had a male gaze. It looked to them shooting them one look of warning, the men retreat quick to flee what it may be able to do

The dragon looked to its new hands, down its body and walked out of the water, looking to it, while everything around was ruined, the pond was flourishing more than it had ever done before. The dragon sat down, calmed and picked up the painting canvas and used the very tip of its tail for a brush.

The war would not come to an end for over hundreds of years, but the pond remains beautiful. Those who visit the sacred pond best know to respect every petal and blade of grass and not to make a loud noise or mess. The dragon will paint in peace and then turn the paintings to magic and send out to Athena who paints the skies in their image.



Stats
Kindness: 17
Powerlevel: 333
Goals: Stay near their home pond.
Aggression: Only attacks as a last resort. Will give warnings.
Abilities: Attacks with floral and illusion magic as well as water spells.
Misc: They are more than happy to give you seeds to plant your own flowers.



Made this one into a magic card that is probably overpowered but I'm still happy with it.

Lore by  Wawa <3
Art by  ShaorHashi of FA and DA