"There is none left of the group I was with, all hunted by a madman who could actually see us." Feral anger presented itself on her face, her eyes flashing flame orange, as she recalled the events of only a few days ago, before she quickly plastered on a passive look with a small smile. Her anger was what caused her people's demise...<br/>"I fled. I am not too proud to run, therefore I did. I ran until I couldn't, then I flew. I flew for days, only stopping because I was forced down by this infernal rain!"<br/>She slammed her tiny fist down on the table, splintering the wood at the impact area.<br/>"Oh but I got the human, I did. He'll never hunt another fae again."<br/>A snarling smile widened on her face as she spoke of getting her revenge.