Heard you were looking for some extra help.
smile I'm requesting ball days off of work. So please feel free to use me.
Name: Xanea
Age: 250
Type of Fae: Xana (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Xana)
Story: My tale is one of sorrow, for I have suffered. You see Xana fae can have children, but we cannot produce milk for our young. In order to survive, or ensure the survival of our children, we steal the babes of human women, and replace them with our own young. What we do with the babes of the humans... well that is for each of us to decide isn't it? My mother was weak when she had me. A Xana of ill health, tainted at heart. But still my mother. To ensure my safety, she found the nearest female babe, and stole the child, placing me instead within the cradle.
Unfortunately for me... she placed me into the cradle of a witch. And when I grew up too fast, the witch notice, and tricked me into proclaiming my species. Angered by the loss of her real child, the one she grew within her own womb, she cursed me. Trapped during the day as a humming bird, and at night may my humanoid form come out. But this year... four special days will occur when I do not have to turn into the small vulnerable bird I have learned to be. Four days, I may remain...and try to find a way to break the curse placed upon me for my birth mother's sins...
Characteristics: I have unfortunately some characteristics of the humming bird I am trapped as. Often times I am twitchy, and will often take flight at loud noises or sudden movements. I am hopelessly attracted to reds, and other vibrant beautiful colors. And I am afraid I have grown addicted to nectar..or anything sweet.
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