Here Comes the Reaver

THIS IS NOT MY ART. This is a commission I requested from the incredible Tachit who creates the Feonix species. They are an open species and very beautiful.

Name:Reaver
Gender:Female
Age: ? (she may be immortal)
Orientation:Straight
Mated:Yes
Colorationlack/blue with silver tribals and Snowy Owl feathers
Powers:Necromancy,shadow gating, ravenry, enthrallment, wailing howl

Background: No one is really sure how Reaver came to be. Some say she's been around since the dawn of ages, others say she was the last surviving member of a once great pack, an alpha female who saw her entire pack murdered when the tribes of the feather lords banded against them. Why? Because they were rumored to be necromancers, practitioners of the darker arts and thus and abomination that must needs be obliterated. The pack names are scarcely whispered but most know the story of the Descecration of the Destitutes. However she came to be Feonixes know this. She is always accompanied by three giant Ravens, her eyes are a glowing yellow and her presence chills to the marrow. Its said if you hear her howl your very flesh rots. Her ravens are imbued with thier own powers and are rumored to harbour the souls of her lost children and pups that are born deformed and left to die by the various packs. She can call the base ravens and crows to her side and it is said when you see one of these birds, she is watching you. In dominance brawls between alphas, mostly a new male usurping the old some say she can be seen in the gloom, waiting to comsume the loser, be he alive or dead. Sometimes Feonixe's seeking vengeance summon her to exact revenge on thier enemies but be careful what you wish for.