She never heard them returning She flew out of the den She flew far on her tiny wings and left her home for the first time She scanned the forests and the moors Asking every human at their door She was ridiculed and called a fool But 'they were gone' was what she knew She saw something in the marshes A shadow slipped away from there She smelled steam, she smelled no flame Then their was a hidden pain when she landed When she saw the steam from their bodies And fire no more on their steamy tails Flair knew somebody had put them out and she knew she would never see her parents again
This is her backstory, nothing special...
