Pixie was one of two eggs from a batch between a Togekiss and Sylveon, being the second to hatch. Their parents and trainer were excited to see the second expected togepi/eevee hatch, oddly enough this egg took a lot more time to hatch than normal, the span of time between the two eggs were worrying to everyone, but the trainer still held out hope even when the parents themselves had started to give up on their second egg. A week after Castiel had hatched, Pixie emerged. While everyone watched with baited breath as the egg cracked for what felt like an eternity, it wasn't as much excitement as you'd expect from parents seeing their own come into the world. Their already base-line excitment somehow dropped down even further. The young pokemon didn't look like an expected hybrid, instead they looked like an abnormal eevee, no sign of togepi anywhere on this pokemon. Their parents just looked at eachother before scoffing and going to do their own things. Their trainer was obviously disappointed in the lack of the togekiss side of the parents not showing on this eevee, but still greeted the newborn with open arms. This pattern of behavior from those around her continued most of her life. Her parents looked down on her, if they acknowledged her at all. Most of the time when they did interact with them, it was to belittle her, compare her to her brother, talk about how disappointing they are. "How could you come from us? Look at Castiel, why couldn't you have been more like him, even just alittle of your fathers side would have been better than...whatever this is." Their parents feelings and behaviors were mirrored in Pixie's brother, Castiel. He treated her as an outcast and as below him, not giving her the time of day. A few years later, after Pixie had become a teenager, their trainer took their family for a trip to the snowy mountains. While Pixie wasn't ever too fond of trips out forcing her to spend even more time with her family, she still tagged along. 2 Days into the trip, as they were all going back to the cabin, a blizzard hit. It was hard for everyone to navigate, if they weren't careful it'd be easy to get seperated, as the snow storm made it impossible to see more than a foot or so infront of you. Initially, their mother had held onto everyone with a tassle of her ribbon on each, however almost as quickly as Pixie felt her mothers touch, it was gone. She panicked calling frantically for their family. Even if she didn't particularly want to be around them, they were all she knew. She didn't want to lose the only ones she knew. Hours passed, day turned to night, and the storm raged on. Pixie kept trying to find their way back to the cabin at the very least, then she could just go home.. and not entirely alone, at least physically. Eventually Pixie's body started to lose feeling, she hadn't been able to feel her paws for awhile now, but most of her bodies sensations were dwendling now too. They weren't going to stop however until their body fully gave out, much to her dismay, this was sooner rather than later. She laid on snow covered ground, not being able to feel anything aside from her emotions. She was tired, and it was getting harder to not give into the fatigue. ....Huh? Suddenly, she could feel the snow hitting her back again- While she could tell it was cold, it didn't..hurt? It actually felt..refreshing? Pixie glanced around before gaining her strength back enough to stand, in her peripheral vision she noticed..whisps? Gaining a sudden surge of adrenaline from the shock and confusion of this sudden additon to her surroundings, She went to grasp for her tail, which she's done for comfort ever since she was a child, however the normal ball of fluff they reached for seemed nonexistant as their paws appeared to phase through where the bulk of her tail would be. After a moment they processed what had happened, or atleast, had an assumption. This assumption was fully confirmed when Pixie had been found by someone who's first words to Pixie were "Hello there- aren't you an interesting glaceon." which she knew, she wasn't a glaceon, at least, before. Pixie was eventually brought to Paradise after being taken to examine and heal some injuries she had indured. She ended up choosing to stay, prefering the friendliness of those residing there, and actually feeling welcomed. She made a point to make others feel how she wished she did before, leading her to now help with greeting newcomers and helping them feel at ease. Though one of those she ended up greeting ended up being her brother, Castiel. Who helped her realize her mother didn't lose grip, she did it on purpose. Her parents even told Castiel she had died the next morning. She didn't like her family before, but she now holds resentment towards them, and wants nothing to do with them, including her brother, not just because of his mimicing of their parents when they were young, but now his added arrogance from his pampered and spoiled life especially after she had been "lost".