Holiday dragons are a very mysterious breed. They are only seen during winter, and even then it is hard to catch a glimpse of one. They are responsible for the general cheer that spreads during the holidays. In essence, they are the “Spirits of Winter.”

Dragons are highly-intelligent reptilian creatures that—from a human perspective, at least—appear to live forever. Many different varieties of dragon exist, each with their own unique qualities, habitats, and behavior. Adolescence in dragons is usually marked by the growth of a hatchling’s wings, although not all breeds of dragons grow wings and some breeds have other traits that indicate the beginning of maturation. In Galsreim, dragons and humans coexist peacefully.

SoS loves highly kitschy metaphors and basically thinks they are the only way to express his emotions as deeply as he feels them. He spends his time writing poetry about a candle's light being akin to the warmth of the loving sun, lighting one's heart, or the pain about not being able to find the perfect present for a loved one as the stab of a poisoned knife, draining the life from one's very core.

His clan mates usually sigh over his melodramatics but nod their encouragements with a friendly smile as they could not bear to hurt his feelings. He means well after all.