Nania, one of the last few remaining Silver winged elfs.  Left her homeland due to wanderlust and decided to make her way into the human world.  Nania didn't know how tough it was going to be on her and found it hard at first, but after a time she got used to it.

Some years past till on one day when out picking herbs, she was caught off guard by humans that sold her into slavery.  Changing her way of life forever, she spent most of her life in a cell always locked except for when it's feeding time, or when random strange men would come in to use her.

Seems to her that her owner didn't seems to care about her, after some time past.  When not getting food, she grew hungry, till her owner came into the cell that one day.  She lost control and attacked him, catching him off guard and knocking him out she grab what she could off him and made her escape from that place.

Now on the run, keeping herself covered up so not to be seen.  Nania hid onto a ship at the dock not caring where it's going hope for the best after a week or so she thought went by, when the ship struck land she left and hope to survive in this new land she is at.

Appearance:
Height: 5' 5"
Hair: Silvery white
Eyes: Ivory white
Wings: Silvery White
Bust: 32 B
Weight: 52 lbs

Reds: Perm Death, toilet play, blood sport, scaring or disfigurement, extreme torture (light is ok), gore or gross stuff.

Green: Females, Herms, shemales, and anything else but still ask me first.  and for collaring is ok but ask.

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