She is the daughter of Simeon and Elizabeth Cormiar,
Lover of the Night because it helps her relax and she feels free, A lover of her Privacy because she is fond of her space and enjoys being herself at times, Who feels strongly about her emotions which can differentiate from day to day and about her own opinions that are always over detailed in there description,
Who dislikes busy bodies who always want to make you a miniature sculpture out of Clay or pure white marble and preps which are like herds of farm animals huddling Together and keeping others who want to join and rejoice, but are rejected like old outgrown clothes,
Who fears the menacingly, worrisome sound of nothing, that sends chills down her spine, and perplexingly fear itself which is like a frightening spider to an arachnophobia,
Who would like to see the wild, carefree wolves of the mountains, to see how Free they are in there own home, the hot savannahs and watch as the African lions prowl in search of food,
