Medea

― The Silver Tongued

about;

Once upon a time she was a child who clung to her sister's shirt sleeve like her life would depend on it. Idolizing her elder sister Kendra the young girl did all that she could through the years to be someone her sister could be proud of, Medea worked hard to put the right foot forward with everyone she met. That was until life decided to give her a dose of the pain we've all felt once or twice before: Loss. She was still young when Kendra was murdered but she was old enough to realize that life was not all that she had once thought. It wasn't sunshine and daisies, it was hard and cold, and having the softness of a kind hand would bring her nothing but pain in the end. If she wanted to avoid that feeling again then she'd have to wall herself up, lock it all away, and throw away the key. It didn't take long for her to leave her home after the death of her sister, without someone to cling to the young girl had no real reasoning to stay tied down into place. For months Medea wandered close to beaches, having been raised by the waters, until the world forced her to move onto other areas of the world. Perhaps it was lucky that she was forced to move away from the shorelines and into the main lands as she was quick to find two little animals left to be exposed to the world. Delia and Delilah, an albino fawn and lynx cub; she could not find it in her heart to leave the small creatures on their own to die, resulting in her forging a bond with the companions. Medea is careful of where she travels, often sticking to the outskirts of little towns or to woods with clear paths, not wishing to develop any strong bonds with anyone. She prefers shallow relationships, a few acquaintances here and there but nothing ever truly serious in the way of friendships. Always on the alert to protect herself from the possibility of being hurt again like she was by the death of Kendra the young unicorn bounces from one place to another, never staying long enough to establish a presence or call someplace ''home.'' Sometimes, in the quiet nights, she likes to wonder what life would have been like if her elder sister was alive or if she had stayed at home after her death. But then on the flip side Medea is also acutely aware that she never truly fit in with her family, while they all have magic focused primarily on water hers leans into the ways of the mind. Born with persuasion magic she is silver tongued, she's cunning enough to make her way in life through less than decent means. The young woman often uses her magic as a way of manipulating others, gently giving them a nudge here or there to do what she would believe is the best; and what's best often weighs out in her favor. As a child this was an unthinkable action to her, in fact she all but denied the magic she had, pretending it didn't exist she did all in her power to avoid any possible uses of it. Over time this has changed, as Medea has grown colder to the world she has also grown more liberal with the use of her powers.