A soft laugh before the young lady appeared, auburn hair unbound and falling about her shoulders, brown eyes taking in her surroundings with a careful sort of curiosity, she wasn't tall, but she was still 5'6", making her a little taller than some, and much taller than anyone would expect a faery to be, her ears being pointed like an elf's, and red and black butterfly like wings marked her as a faery. A staff in one hand as she walked about, dark red dress with the flowered insert seeming to just fit her whole appearance, and she could usually be found munching on something, as she was now, eating a carrot with a grin, winking softly before prancing off on bare feet

Freya is one of those people that are hard to miss, but don't seem to beg for attention, she was still young by most records, but she possessed that timeless beauty, forever young, she was one of the fae, and would always be such. She loves to ask questions and simply get on people's nerves, though she doesn't always mean to annoy people, she's just curious, and yes, she still lives with Daddy. Unlike most people, she had a fairly normal childhood, the only thing unusual about it is the fact she didn't have anything truly traumatic happen to her.

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