For as long as she can remember, Fawna has lived alone in the wilds. She was born to a wolf mother and a sighthound father, and thus, has never known the comfort of a warm home like such domestic dogs have. Instead she grew up semi-feral and with the necessary knowledge in order to survive when her mother and her were separated (by choice or by incident, she still doesn't know to this day, for perhaps her life-giver was disappointed in what her daughter was growing up to be, to look like) and since then, left to fend for herself.

Fawna does not hold ire or insecurity in this fact, but may at times feel sad about this piece of her history; though she knows, in a deep part of her inside, that she likely will never see her mother again, and therefor must not let such a memory slow her down for fear of slowing herself down in the process.

She has since shaped herself to be who she is today, with no tethers to a particular land nor desires to stay settled in one place for very long. She adores traveling, and the freedom it brings.