Malda

Malda was not always a benevolent Fae.

Grieving the loss of the Fae by human hunters, Malda's view of humans turned grim, despite having a human best friend. With the loss of her father it was the final straw. She snapped, turning against her mother, her friend, and began hatching a plan to avenge her people. But how? Though powerful she was not powerful enough...

Her gaze searched far and wide until landed in a winter plain. There, she saw a girl, flying freely through the crisp cold air, hair white as the snow around her. And the power within hummed like the song she sang. Malda knew she was the answer...