<div class="floatleft">(http://www.pixelstalk.net/wp-content/uploads/2016/11/Images-Fantasy-Girl-1920x1200.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Freya "Fae" Taika Valhalla<br/><strong>Species:</strong>Sorcerer/Phoenix Hybrid<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Student Council Treasurer/Prefect Captain<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Student Councel Room<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Starfall, Rayne<br/>Freya hadn't been paying attention since she'd started her work after her arrival at the school. She'd had no idea about the party that had taken place to welcome new students nor had she known anything about the events at orientation.  She hadn't even visited the dorms.  Since arrival, Fae had simply been going over paperwork from budgeting as treasurer to memorizing the profiles of the rest of the student council and prefects.  When she was brought to the school, the fiery young sorceress had never imagined being given a ranking position in the school, much less two.  She was driving herself mad trying to figure everything out so she could get it all perfect.<br/><br/>Fae hadn't even realized anyone had entered the room until she heard the word "Prank!"  Startled out of her attention to her papers, Freya jumped, hitting her head on the back of the couch she'd been laying behind, her papers slightly scattering. "Ow!" the phoenix cried, rubbing the fiery, wavy hair laying against her head.  "Prank?  What prank?  And when did you all get here?" Fae asked the lamia.  She hadn't even given the lamia a chance to speak before she saw the time on the clock.  "SHIT!  I missed orientation, didn't I?" She said, throwing her papers in one pile and moving over to take an empty seat which just so happened to be next to a wolf whose features weren't too rough on the eyes if you asked Freya.  "I'm so sorry...I got lost in my papers." Her voice was low and apologetic even though her badge showed her to be captain of the prefects.<br/><br/>After her realization that she'd missed orientation, Freya kept silently cursing herself and hoping Lady Screetchfella would forgive her once she explained what had happened.  She knew everyone would know she hadn't been at orientation whether they'd been in the room or not.  It was easy to tell she wasn't covered in paint like the others.