Since childhood, Dianthus was blessd with especially potent tail pollen. Aided by her third eye, the dust takes on a scent of rose and strawberries, and has a calming effect. When she was young, other dreamies would frequently come to her to receive her blessing of dust when they were having trouble getting to sleep. And now, as an adult, she has a business doing this; people of all races have traveled to her little acre of the woods to deal with various sleep related ailments.

I.

Dianthus' work keeps her fairly busy, and as such she very rarely is able to leave the forest where she keeps her home and business. Though she is happy that she is consistently getting new jobs, she can't help but to feel a bit... unsatisfied with her life's path. So achingly does she feel that she should be happy, but she simply cannot be, when life is so stagnant and her own dreams are left buried and untended to. But what can she do? What is there to do? Day and night, she mulls over her options...

II.

Though it is a painful decision to make, Dianthus came to a conclusion: she will never find true joy in her life if she continues to simply continue on the way she has. She simply MUST make her mark on the world, in one way or the other! With her heart full and a desire for a grand adventure, she closed the shop down, and snuck off into the night, choosing to ignore any obligations she may have left behind in the process. She will return one day, after all, and she'll be able to return to her work just as she has before, but with a renewed and joyful spirit... or so she hopes.