Demon Spirit Solas Cole

Melava (time) Sulevan (purpose)

Four year old Melava Sulevan was woken up by a pair of rough callus hands treating her in a rough way as they harshly picked her up and ran out of the Aravel once out in the forest where she knew she could lose them she bit the man's hand as hard as she could and ran the man screamed in pain then yelled "why you little....!"  he began to chase her but she was faster and NO ONE knew the woods like she did..... her Clan made camp on the Brecilian Forest she headed towards the Elder Tree who she counted as a friend as fast as her small feet could carry her.... "can I!?!.... can I!?!"  she repeated out of breath in a soft voice as she stopped running in front of the Grand Oak raising her arms up at him as though understanding he nodded and she carefully climbs up his body and hides behind his back as the slavers came...

Melava didn't know that someone else was watching two someone's to be exact a pure black and a pure white wolf and by using his magic a mage named Solas was watching but neither of the three interfered as the slavers took her Clan but once she climbed down from the tree the two wolves walked toward her "ma serrannas.... hahren falon"  she says to the Elder Tree then she notices the wolves still speaking elvhen she says "oh hello there!"  she cautiously walks up to them "strange!.... there is.... magic surrounding you!.... but you are unlike the others!"  she looks up and sees Keeper Zathrian and his Clan then stands in front of the wolves protectively "these do not belong to them!"  she tells him "then who do they belong to Da'len?!"  he asks with a half smile "me!.... they are my protectors and saved me from the slavers who took my Clan!"  his Zathrian's eyes widen "you....!?! you no longer have a clan!?!"  she shakes her head "and NO I don't want to become a part of yours!.... WHY would I want to be a apart of an ancient idiots clan!?!.... and be "ruled" by a Keeper who chooses to live in fear and hide from his past and the mistakes he made in it than protect his own people and learn to forgive one for their transgressions!!"  his eyes lower at her and he scowls "so long Keeper!"  she turns and bows to the Elder tree "let's see where the wind takes me today hmm!?!"  she says to him with a smile the ancient tree hugs her and hands her a few of his seeds "to plant amongst the ground while you journey"  he tells her though in his usual rhyming way.... she has always been able to understand him as though he spoke in a more "normal" fashion so that is how she heard him.... her smile brightens as she answers his hug and then walks away the two wolves follow her.....

The wolves stay at her side throughout her long journey she names them Fen and Harel after the Dread Wolf a "god" she considers quite misunderstood each time she entered a Dalish Clans camp they would stay outside of it and watch her from a distance she has been in and out of many clans as she grew up not because each she entered got taken but because the Clans would always find "something wrong" with her she was her Clans First but she was just an outsider to the other Clans and a strange one at that she made very few friends if any at all she got along better with the Shems, Dwarves, Qunari and Alienage Elves in the villages nearby as well as the animals in the forest she also made a very unique friend that she started to call "Uncle Solas" who came to her just as she was just beginning to "come to" gain her magic he taught her everything she needed to know how to use and control each spell she cast, the "proper way" to use and carry a staff she even learned how to make her own.... staff that is.... the tradeswoman of the last Clan she was ever in showed her and she was taught by a Rivaini Seer how to make amulets and talismans.... if it wasn't for her ears one might mistake her for someone from Rivain because of her dark complexion.... she was quick and quiet when necessary and a fast learner as well as a survivor she had to be since she truly had no Clan of "her own"