Whisper

• name: Whisper
• age: 78
• eyes: blue
• hair: light blue
• height: 5'0
• appears to be sixteen, has large dragonfly wings.

Whisper sat on a rock one day, letting the warm summer breeze wash over her, large dragonfly wings twitching. She pondered many things. Life and all it's meanings, how the rabbits were doing this year, cow poetry, and how she really needed to get in touch with Timmy, as they had a lot to catch up on.

Whisper was one of those damn crazy forest fey. And rather proud of it. However, she's sitting in the middle of a field just outside Doma, a good distance from her beloved forest and home in the Oak tree. Her brother and "Sister" were fighting. Now if this had been human fighting, the fey figured, the chance of losing limbs would be a lot less likely. But Pom and Righte tended to be just a tad bit violent! They would both want her to take their side in this matter, so the young (well, by fey standards anyway) girl decided to vacate the surrounding area for awhile.

Now what would she do? Visit her adopted sister Jaede? Travel like her klepto younger sister Wyrd? Perhaps she'd take up with the humans for awhile. And MAYBE finally get a taste of magical happy juice (liquid courage.)

The fey shook her head, causing the massive blue pigtails to bounce. No, none of that would do... She didn't know where Jaede was, and traveling just wasn't fun alone! So with some scratching of her head, and some deep discussion with a patch of daisies, Whisper decided that she would go out, and make it her mission in the world to help the sick and old with her great and mighty healing majick! ........Who knows? Maybe all that practice will help stop all the little "oopsies" that tended to happen with her healing.

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