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Calista To calm myself down i haven this little exercise that I do: I grab a small flower and watch it slowly wither away as I drain its life force only to watch it regain its color on its beautiful petals. This small exercise helps me calm down a lot. I believe I am only one of my kind, half-fae and half-wolf, a whole defective hybrid who did not gain her wings or wolf; all they spiraled into were two dangerous gifts. These two gifts make me a beacon for trouble; others would want to exploit me, and others would use me as an experiment. That's why I have to hide it; no one needs to know what I am capable of. The only rumor about my gifts is that I am a healing being, which most think is a myth. Something no one can ever find. That bimbo b***h is just lucky I was in a good mood and bro