Selfora was more or less a slave to her people thanks to her gift. Since her childhood and being raised by a few guards she was always had been made to be like a weapon toasted the animal allies of her kingdom. It was her high general's idea to use her to gain ground over the beasts of war. Threatened every time she was made to sing her songs to chant the animals and beasts. Though over the years her mind gave answer and never churned back to the soft and quiet girl who was scared of her own people. It wad as if it never happened and even so she never realized it anymore. Every time it happened now her memory shut down, to block her pain- though somedays it remained. Her dreams and actions showed she was scared. Scared to be beaten or treated like dirt by her people for her talent. Selfora wished for salvation, wished for someone to kidnap her even to take her away and keep her from this life.Â<br/><br/>The female was looking out to the waters as her toes rested in the water, the chill of it made her shiver. Most of her people were land sirens, as well as farmers who had a tendency to become violent. Though as she looked out she began to hum a tiny bit before a thump sounded by her, looking up the woman turned her head to see a male. Struggling before collapsing an calling to her, saying help. Pushing up she dropped into the inch deep water and moved to his side. He was laying in a patch of grass and she was kneeling in dirt. The male was soaked to the bone, looked beaten as if he had something slam into him. She reached out and touched his shoulder, Selfora looked him over before moving him and dragged him from the cold dirt to rest in a thicker patch of grass. Standing straight she went and grabbed some branches that were laying on the ground, a few squirrels and birds helped her but not much. Pilling the wood in a form she gathered stone as a brace. No way did she want to bring him back yet. Starting a fire she began to see if he had any injuries other than his mass bruising. She hoped she could be able to help him.Â