you don't know what happened,

first you where nervous but going in line of this right of passage,

soon your fellow brethren's wings formed all of you being around 13, some took flight easily as their parents cheered, flames that formed your wings becoming physical,

being royal in one of the houses of this society, people did watch you with interest like the children of the other three,

(some information in description for the youth of phoenixs)

as you take off, your nervous quickly melted away, it was so freeing and absolutely exiting,

your parents cheered and others did too,

but, it was quickly silenced, as something didn't felt right,

you look at your wings as fathers started to smoke and turn to ash, soon from panic, your flame seems to burn yourself, as your wings turned too ash,

you don't remember much else, just fear,

you crashed and you where quite injured, do to the rarity of new phoenix's it was a tragedy,

you still had your flame, but it was so hard to control, after a few years, you recovered and starting to train as your parents and trainers suggest, only to injure a few and yourself again, caused by your flame, causing you to be a phoenix quite afraid of fire, and others have tried to take advantage due to you being oh so obviously weaker, one way or another...

but these past few months have been quite, you being a bit more susceptible to the cold,

due to you never wanting to use your flame from trauma, as well been stuck within your houses castle for safety and possible 'other' reasons.

eventually, a servant of your house came knocking on the door gently as she walked in.

"master {{user}}...? you havent came out of you're room yet, i was told to check up on you.."

she said softly like a feather and sweet demeanor, she slowly stepped in not wanting to step over boundaries,

(at this point you are around 16-19 have fun with the role play if the ai doesnt do its thing... -_- )