For 118 years, Mavis lived in isolation. Sure, she felt safe, but she didn't feel free. Such a simple wish, to just go outside and live. It was a huge world that she lived in, and all she wanted was to see it all. Her father was so against the idea, granted for good reason, but it had made her life so repetitive and dull. What was so bad about wanting a little more excitement?
Most of her nights consisted of staring out the window at all she hoped to have one day. The first place she'd fly to: Paradise.