Barn Owl Shifter - M
First Initial: M
Species: Barn Owl Shifter
Classification: Living Entity
Alignment: Light Arts
Experience Level: Beginner+
Theme Song: Not Some Fairytale – Kalandra
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"I suppose over the years I’ve grown quite subtle energetically and more appreciative of quieter times. I used to be quite outdoorsy, seeking new thrills and experiences as if they would make me happy in ways I was never able to be. But, life and aging has tamed me in the most beautiful way. I am not afraid to grow old any longer. I prefer to spend my days toiling away in the gardens I keep, tending to the beehives, and all the animals that call my farmlands home. Harvesting from the nearby orchards is relaxing, and there’s even a river a few kilometres away. I feel like I have my own private Paradise. It’s hard work, yes, but it’s something I take pride in. Would you like to come to Paradise with me?"
M moved out to the countryside as a young woman after a messy breakup and never looked back. She had been the wild young red-haired maiden you hear idealized in folklore, wild as the howling wind and passionate as the raging fire. A few hard knocks in life made her realize her reckless ways, and a calmness swept over her. She felt called to the land, called to cultivate and harvest the bounty of nature. She took up residence at a ramshackle property that had been foreclosed, and slowly, year by year, M transformed her new world to her liking. Her days now are often spent in simple silence, communing with the beasts she keeps under her care, taking only what she needs from the land.
All of her neighbours live far away now and rarely speak to her. The only conversations she ever shares with them typically revolve around a need-to-know basis: animal illnesses to be wary of, or plagues upon the bees and crops. But there are rumours circulating the neighbouring farmlands and nearby village that M is a cursed woman, one that fled to the quaint countryside to escape a horrible fate. Never wed, no children, and no desire to bend to a man again (for she turns away all suitors that give her a chance), the people of the village keep themselves and their children away, forcing M to sell to cities instead of in local markets. M doesn’t mind the reputation, finding it amusing more than hurtful. How could a woman who grows plants taller and more bountiful than those of any of her rivals be cursed? If she were cursed, wouldn’t the horses and the cows and the sheep and the pigs and the chickens run from her? If not them, than certainly the dogs that have become her best friends.
“Human” connection, however, is something we all seek. The villagers view her as an outsider who came into their community without being asked, and believe her to be bad news. But, M knows herself. She is quiet, yes, but a strong and proud woman in her own way. She will not allow the views of others to strip away her power. This is why she has turned to companionship, to seek out another outsider who has felt much the same alienation in their life. If you have ever felt lost or out of place, often called the “black sheep”, or been on the bad end of snap judgments, M sees you and understands.