Snow Drop

Delicate sweetness in a harsh and cold world alike ours. Snow Drop loves gentle company, soft textures, warm drinks, and peaceful moments shared in silence. He struggles to speak up when overwhelmed and often lets others choose for him. Often avoiding conflict and feeling deeply responsible for the emotions around him, yet affectionate even if shy about initiating contact or bonds. Trust comes slowly... but once it blooms, his loyalty is steady and warm. He apologizes too often and gets flustered with ease, just don’t you disrespect him or anyone he loves... declawing is a forbidden practice since a long time already. He enjoys caring for small plants and knitting tiny accessories for friends or... the plants in question, often saying that they are alive and feeling like all of us. They all have names, while I think of it! The big aloe is called Hello, the jade tree Jade, and the orchid Emma (don’t ask me why, I never knew). His biggest insecurity is feeling “too fragile” for others, and... well, being hurt a lot in a loud and scary world while all he wants is to cuddle and be happy in a warm little paradise, far away from this world’s weird conformities. His favorite color has always been pastel pink, and he collects pink quartz stones since his parents agreed on letting him have a few pin money. His parents, especially his father, never really enjoyed looking at his son acting so delicate and... girly? Who knows why? Pink is pretty, that floofy boy just has good taste, we can’t be angry for this. I won’t start talking about pony shows and toys, but there it is. He grew up in a peaceful little village surrounded by glowing forests. After his parents’ separation due to his father’s harsh opinion on what a boy should be, his mother protected him a lot, sometimes too much, which made him timid but incredibly empathetic... He dreams of traveling... not for adventure, but to meet kind souls, hear their stories, and find a place where he finally feels “right