Aria dragons are a brightly-colored and sprightly breed, perhaps most adored for their lyric calls. Their song-like melodies fill the areas they inhabit; their coos resemble those of birds, only more elegant and refined. They have fairly strong magical capabilities, but tend to reserve these strengths for last-minute defense, choosing to live their lives in simple peace. Arias, sticking to the tropics, typically live quite far from human settlements, giving rise to the previously held belief that they had gone extinct.

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.

She is a hard-to-understand adult pink that never got the hang of being modest. She has tried her best to be elegant, or at least graceful, as she feels all females should. She doesn't want to be seen as an immodest, stereotypical dragon, but then again, she does have those tendencies, so she sort of is.  She's calm, on top of it all but strangely ditsy because she really never understood how to be any way else. "If she were normal, she'd be a purple," this saying is something of a joke in her community, many people say this phrase, mostly Silva. Her love is Silvamentos, a silver dragon. The other dragons think she's vain for picking him.