Magic was a rare gift that only bloomed rare souls. Elves were naturally gifted in certain types of magic, depending on their bloodlines would determine what type of magic they would, perchance, be able to do.

Elrond, Becca's father, was in line of the Eldar. Which meant, he and his twin brother, who chose the path of a mortal, were descended from their Gods--or so goes the stories. As such, Elrond's power was untapped, even at the age of 6000.

Elenna, Becca's mother, was a hybrid. A mixture of elf and demon, for her mother, Becca's grandmother had gotten mixed up in a deal with a demon or some such thing---as the stories go. Hence Elenna had gifts that no mere elf should have and in turn, passed them down to Becca.

Becca was the only one of her kind after her mother died, and was left, at a young age (far as elves are concerned), learning how to control not only her wolf shifts but her magic as well.

Fate, however, was a cruel Master, or a good friend depending on how you looked at it; for some of the magic she possessed and knew she could do, worked only when IT wanted to. In order to keep Becca from becoming to powerful, Fate hindered her healing abilities. So she taught herself how to heal the human way. Using medicine and herbs and the things that the Earth gives. Yet, sometimes, when in dire need, that gift will flare up and heal when it is most needful, but it is not something she can control.

It can be maddening at times. To know that you can do something and yet not have it work when you want it too. But life, is a forever learning phase...if she can not do something one way, she will learn how to do it another.