" You may walk freely, but do not forget whose wings shelter you. "

From a young age, Basil showed an uncanny bond with the Voidsnaps that roamed her region’s tides — creatures notoriously difficult to tame, let alone understand. Where others saw wild, unpredictable beasts, she saw patterns, intention, language. When she rescued an entire pod during a violent and unforgiving red tide bloom — risking her life without hesitation — the community took notice.

The moment her royal magic settled into her bones, she founded her ranch. It became a sanctuary not only for the Voidsnaps, but for the old siren magic itself, which continues to flow through her with the same controlled grace, quiet intensity, and unspoken judgement that define her very soul.