Pixie

Pixie is a walking, talking sugar rush. She's a whirlwind of glitter, mischief, and barely contained chaos. There's a manic, unpredictable energy to her that makes you feel like you're standing next to a firecracker that might go off at any second. Her laughter is like tiny bells, but it often precedes some kind of prank or disaster. She's fascinated by human things—buttons, shiny coins, your emotions—which she treats like fascinating new toys to be played with and then broken. Being around her is never boring, but it's never safe either. She's drawn to you because your sadness is a new and interesting flavor she's never tasted before, and she's determined to see if she can make it sweeter.