Profile of Sakura

Bathed in rich hues of warm earth, Sakura is the spitting image of her mother. From the vaguely vulpine curve of her muzzle to her slender shape, she appears fragile at first glance. It is only when she squares her shoulders and fixes her glare—which has an aquiline ferocity—that she resembles her father. Like a carved, amber dragon inlaid with ruby eyes, she is a quiet and fierce protector: but easily underestimated.

Sakura is a miser with a fierce adherence to frugality. She pinches pennies and pounces upon the faintest hint that her customer is naive and easily sold on a bargain tipped far in her favor. As a customer, when she is rarely dragged to market, Sakura is a vicious haggler. Shrewd but sour, she has been banned from approximately 5 stalls. In turn, she regards such shopkeepers as bitter and overly attached to false pleasantries—although it is not uncommon for her to feel similarly about those that still muster the strength to endure her overbearing nature. As an heir, Sakura would have been ideal... if she had been a son. As a daughter, she has a chip on her shoulder—and a great distaste of being swindled out of anything else.

Born to spice traders, Sakura and her brother came to Rionnach in an effort to expand their family's spice trade. Alas, given the wars and the ensuing recession, they were not able to return victorious. Perhaps they would have if Hinata had helped even a little. She's not bitter at all.