Maebh

Maebh

Maeve | Say: mave

An ancient Irish name meaning ‘bringer of great joy’ or ‘enchanting one’.

Nickname: Mod

Birthday: November 8th

Birth country: Mexico

Current residence: Ireland

TL;DR: A little girl who becomes a child of a raven bird mom.

Orphanage: Maebh first memories are in the orphanage. She does not remember a time she wasn’t in there. She has no idea who her birth parents are. As a young child she was curious about them. She wondered if she looked like them, and why they gave her up. However she didn’t feel too sad about this. Sure she would have liked to not grown up here at the Orphanage and with her parents, but this place wasn’t as awful as people who passed it seemed to think it was. 

Until she was adopted Mod tended to harass her fellow peers at the orphanage. She would tell her peers that her parents were demons and had sent her to the mortal realm to collect and harvest souls of children that were rotting. This of course freaked out her peers and they avoided her. Though she went out of her way to socialize with them. She enjoyed causing trouble for the other children. She often took items that belonged to one child and placed it in the drawer of another child to start arguments. Her mischievous ways got her in trouble quite often, especially when one of the adults heard her talk about being a demon. The orphanage she was from was fairly religious and would try to teach her the word of god, however it all went over her head and the only thing she took of it were names such as satan and lucifer which she could repeat to the other children to scare them. 

Sometimes on a few occasions a child from the orphanage would die be it from an illness, or falling from a tree. Mod was always interested by their deaths and would flock to where they had died. This further cemented to the other children (and sometimes the adults) that she was a demon herself who would take souls of the other children.

Mod was unsure why she got adopted, usually the good children were the ones who got to go home with some man or women, however one day she was given to two adults that looked like ghosts. When she met them she asked if they were dead and were here to take her to the afterlife. Her soon to be parents felt pity for her and thought the orphanage had treated her poorly. This led Mod to believe that the adults of the orphanage lied to get her to leave.

Ireland: The man and women who adopted her took her out of mexico and to a country on a different continent; Ireland. Being in Ireland was quite different, it often rained and the people spoke funny. It was clear that her parents were not ghosts and were just very very pale. Her new parents seemed to tip-toe around her which annoyed mod. She was also given a new name, one she embraced, one she took on as her own. She refuses to acknowledge her ‘original name’ and goes by the ones her adoptive parents gave her. 

As the years went by Mod became quieter and quieter, she barely spoke at home, and she did not speak much at school. Unlike at the orphanage in mexico the children at her school in Ireland did not fear her. They thought she was weird and would often pick on her. Mod took the bullying for sometime but she had finally had enough and had lashed out. She threw a chair out the window of her classroom breaking it. She stood there between broken bits of glass and just let out a rather loud screech, and that was it. After that there were more incidents of aggression at school displayed by mod. She never spoke about them or vocalized anything in words she would just do something like throw rocks at a student or scream loudly. Her parents had no idea what to do with her and thought she was acting out due to her being adopted. They started to look into therapy and wondered if she was depressed.

Leaving: Mod had finally had it with her parents trying to figure out ‘what was wrong with her’ why was she wrong and why weren’t the other kids at school wrong. As the days and years passed she played with the idea of leaving. She could run away, and find somewhere else to live. There were stories she read about children making it out on their own.

In her 13th year of living Mod decided to put this plan into action. When her parents were asleep she took some of the money in their wallet and a backpack and left. Their was a woods near by and she figured she could make it out there. Little did Mod know this would be the start of her new life. 

 Transformation: As Mod spends more and more time with her bird mother (who is a raven) she starts to become one herself. Her transformation starts with her hair. It slowly grows darker in colour and some strands of hair turn into feathers. Her eyes become sharper and she has white lines under them to help with the sharp apperance. Her nose becomes more pointed and her neck and shoulders are covered by feathers.