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It was early in the morning, and Peter had flown to the edge of the Forest as the sky was bleeding from light grey to deep orange as the sun rose. He alighted on the ground soundlessly, pulled out his small dagger, and started shadow sparring with the tree, thrusting and cutting in quick motions, imagining it was Hook in front of him. He couldn’t let himself get out of practise, in case the pirate Captain decided to leave Never Never Land too, and they crossed paths.

it didn’t take long to figure out that peter wasn’t actually in the house so she figured she’d go look for him. flying when you were at least four whole feet taller than usual was no easy feat but eventually she found him in the forest fighting a tree.

“and what did that tree ever do to you?”

Of course, the best part of shopping was the faster she got through her weekly allowance, the sooner she got to talk to Elsa. It wasn’t quite the sisterly bonding she was looking for, but she would take a lecture on fiscal responsibility over nothing at all. Which was why she found herself stopping at yet another eye-catching stall, every inch covered in brightly colored fabrics. Here Anna was quick to snatch up the loudest, tackiest green scarf she could find and wrap it around her neck before turning to a nearby fellow shopper, “What do you think? Can I pull it off?”

just last week she’d found out that you’re supposed to wait for people to finish talking and that interrupting was frowned upon. the other day someone told her it was bad form to move away from someone when they were in the middle of speaking and even worse form to then tell them that it was because they were boring. there were too many rules, and quite frankly, tink didn’t care for rules.

she bit into a piece of bread she’d swiped like it was an apple and chomped on it. “you look fucking ridiculous,” she announced with a full mouth.

you knew it was coming, you saw your home with the faeries die before you as you all fled for a new home  — somewhere, perhaps, the darkness had not taken. though you believe more then anyone that you can somehow save the pixie hollow and return once again. you’re headstrong and temperamental, but that’s what some say make you who you are.

❧ TINKERBELL

age & birthdate: 21

birthplace: PIXIE HOLLOW

occupation: N/A

time in ahtohallan: A MONTH

faceclaim: FREYA ALLAN

❧ BEFORE AHTOHALLAN

tink has had a long life. unfortunately she doesn’t remember most of it. most of that has to do with neverland’s ability to make its inhabitants forget things they aren’t constantly exposed to. but the fact that pixie hollow was destroyed by the darkness long ago doesn’t help the situation. 

once in awhile someone would mention it and tink’s head would tilt similarly to a dog that just heard someone say something about a walk but she didn’t know why. when the darkness finally came for neverland, tink began to have moments where she felt like she’d experienced it before. but trying to remember was strenuous and most of the time she found that she’d rather just not.

❧ AFTER ARRIVAL

tink is relieved that the people she cares about are safe with her in ahtohallan. she knows peter is not dealing with it as well as he pretends to so she does her best to keep him and the others distracted. however, since being away from neverland, memories of her past have started to resurface. as a result she’s been experiencing constant headaches and it’s becoming very hard to keep her friends distracted when her head is already pounding.

❧ CONNECTIONS

PETER PAN  — best friend you’ve known him as long as you can remember, you both saved each other in a strange way and though it wasn’t always heard of for faeries and humans to become the best of friend, the two of you have done just that. you’re a package deal, and never without the other.

WENDY DARLING — rival your best friend seems to care for this woman, but you most certainly do not. to you, she’s arrogant and confidant, and she’s taking what’s left of your world away from you. you play nice, for peter’s sake, but you rather be done with her all together.

MERRYWEATHER — friend another fairy like you, with just as much sass in her words and disdain for those you don’t like. you two are a gossiping bunch, conspiring against those you don’t link for the favor of those you do.