. Lilit .
| Female | Hunter/Fighter | Blank |
The small fae's audit's twitched at the soft sounds of the pack arousing. The chitter-chatter of one on one and groups alike. It all sounded the same, to her harks. The fae, named Lilit, was less intuitive to wake herself, and thus her small frame pulled even closer, her lengthy plume pulling around her exposed side. It was only a few minutes later that her limbs stretched out, and a muffled, loud, yawn escaped her muzzle. With her lips smaling together, the fae pushed herself tiny frame to a stand, and began to slip her way out of her den.
| Female | Hunter/Fighter | Blank |
The small fae's audit's twitched at the soft sounds of the pack arousing. The chitter-chatter of one on one and groups alike. It all sounded the same, to her harks. The fae, named Lilit, was less intuitive to wake herself, and thus her small frame pulled even closer, her lengthy plume pulling around her exposed side. It was only a few minutes later that her limbs stretched out, and a muffled, loud, yawn escaped her muzzle. With her lips smaling together, the fae pushed herself tiny frame to a stand, and began to slip her way out of her den.







