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[avelina bowne]

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Avelina Bowne. Avellllina Bowne. Avelina Bowwwne What a glorious ring her name had, at least she thought so. Often she trots down the street, a silly grin spread from ear to ear, saying her name over and over, and each time with a different accent or annunciation. She is a strange elf, hailing from the outskirts of Luna. The small frame in which she stands is no fair warning for the large attitude she has within. She barely stands five feet tall, with long bright blonde hair, usually in a single braid, flowing down her back. Upon her face she normally has a silly smile, sometimes a look of serious contemplation, though the sheer seriousness of her thought is hardly ever met by the look on her face. Her eyes peered out, a dull grey color, but behind them, a spark of something wonderful. It was rare her laugh did not intoxicate all around her, regardless if the laugh was with her or at her. She lives her life strictly on her ‘mum’s words’. If her mum said so, then it was so. She is completely harmless and loving, but has a sense of humor only she seems to get. Her attention span is very short, but she is quick to keep herself amused. Within her heart lies a deep love for animals, but only animals who will in turn love her back. She loves wine. Wine. Wyne. Whine. Winey.