Tissie is a naive, but happy go lucky sort. It's not often, in the small parts of the world, that her eagerness to please is taken advantage of. She has not yet witnessed true malice, nor abuse in her life. At worst just the over eager drunkard, a wee bit of an older brother’s bullying, or her own father raising his voice.

She has a yearning in her heart to learn more of love; if only to be better with her song-singing, and writing. She also yearns to explore the world and always is eager to listen to tales, gossip, or speculations. She's got Brandybucks for friends, Swerting neighbours (full of adventurous tales), and Fallohidish blood after all.

Tissie would be a good worker, if she wasn't sometimes too hungover, or too bedraggled, sore from revelry, or too short of sleep to be full and ready.

It's also no secret that given the choice between seeing a beautiful sunrise among the morning birds; and sleeping-in late under comfortable covers warm in a bed… she’d much prefer to sleep. If it wasn't for her helpfulness most of the time; folks might think of her as foolish and lazy.

--- made this arts in the interrim, stopped near completion and never finished it. I luv me sum hobbits. UwU--