• Gold/jewelry
• Attention
• Games/parties
• New experiences
• Socializing
• Baths/grooming
• Order/organization
• Arranging flowers
• Ballroom dance
• Saxophone

• Business
• Being alone
• Being ignored
• Homebodies

• He's a skilled harpist, but doesn't like the harp that much.
• She's polyamorous.
• He likes jamming with the local musicians before parties.
• She is a complete nuisance in the kitchen. She enjoys cooking, but she's not particularly skilled and usually slows things down when kitchen staff is trying to prepare a banquet. She has not realized how nicely the staff try to get rid of her.

• Buff
• Dreadlocs
• Humanoid around others, feral when alone
• Functional wings
• Crystal points on ears a gift from Wolf, do not draw them when drawing with Vaiherre

Oxalis is pretty self-absorbed and loves attention and to be spoiled; he  is perfectly happy being a gorgeous bit of eye candy, the envy of all.  He can also be kind of a himbo. He's generally nice and enthusiastic. He  isn't afraid to admit when he doesn't know something, and enjoys  listening and learning and trying new things. He is quite flirty and  outgoing.

Orchilox

Oxalis was something special.

Blessed with wings, her strangeness captured the attention of Prince  Vaiherre. They hit it off immediately, talking endlessly, laughing, and  it took only a few visits before he extended her the honor of returning  to the castle with him. Adoring the attention, Oxalis accepted. She was  not born into poverty, but she knew her life couldn't compare to the  opulence that royalty was afforded. It didn't matter that she still  didn't know him well: it was right.

For a long time, it was right. Oxalis was happy to be Vaiherre's  crown jewel. Vaiherre lavished attention on him, and he gradually picked  up responsibilities to assist, becoming Vaiherre's right hand. He loved  the praise, and he loved to serve. He was host, secretary, manager,  cook, event planner, and more. Anything to lessen the load on his  darling prince and free up more time for him, him, him.

But eventually, it soured. Vaiherre, bound to his royal duties, grew  restless and distant. He craved to see the stars, but his duty prevented  him, and this was a wish Oxalis couldn't grant. So, she did the next  best thing: she brought him guests. Any alien she could call from the  far off reaches of space, she brought to him for conversation and  company. She thought, if she slaked his desire, things would return to  how they once were. But they didn't. He paid more attention to the  guests than her; she lashed out, and their arguments pushed him further  and further away.

Earth

But Oxalis wasn't bound to the planet like Vaiherre was. It had been a   nasty fight, and he had only meant to go on a small trip and take a   break. But something went wrong. He ended up lightyears off-course and   crash landed on fantasy-Earth in the 1800s deep in a forest, far from anything that remotely resembled the cities and palaces he spent his   life in. 

He was saved from certain death by Wolf, who became his best   friend and helped him learn to survive, and eventually he came to be   revered by the locals as a forest god. It was uncomfortable, at   first--he had never been revered as a leader like Vaiherre had  been--but  he grew to love the adoration. Besides, he had never been one  to say no  to a good festival.