She's an imp of a troublemaker fairy they call her Heather Featherwand she lives midst ancient ruins 'pon Saturn's ringlets of ethereal ice & dust you might get a peek at her neath a summertide night's dream, she wears lavender and tangerine to blend in with the blazing cosmos, her pale peachy butterfly wings make sounds like katydids singing in the treetops and cicadas come to life at night further adding to her mysterious flight, she took off one day, they say with the man in the moon and they've been starstruck ever after
Supposedly my fairy name is Heather Featherwand, long story, just having a little fun with it!