Prefers to be called Lil. 

This PC is played in a POST war of the ring timeline.

Speaks with a thick Dale/Erebor accent. Usually in a happy, jovial mood. Believes in a code of chivalry one must adhere to in all things. She is just, fair, honorable, and fiercely loyal. Easy to laugh and quick to help those in need. She is not very bright, but makes up for it by being a skilled blacksmith, fighter, and has a huge heart. She showers those she loves with affection and has no problem doing so where others can see. Fond of taverns and has an insane alcohol tolerance

Grew up an orphan on the streets of Dale, raised by the dwarves of Erebor when they found her as a toddler wandering around Dale. Their suspicions of what she was and how she managed to make her way to Dale by herself were confirmed when the bodies of her parents were found. Feolill was taller than most she met, though a runt for a Beorn, and scrappy. She grew lean and muscular and often protected other children she met on the streets. When she grew older she learned to pick pockets, but was never very good. Her talent lied in fighting, taking a hit, and often taking the fall so her skilled pickpocket friends could get away. Street fighting paid her way best. Her massive strength from being what she is and size was a major advantage. When the dwarves 'raising' her found her bloody, beaten, and barely able to move one morning they put a stop to her street fighting and made her focus her training to become a blacksmith. 

During the War of the Ring, Feolill fought alongside her dwarf family to protect Erebor, Dale, and the people that took her in when she had nothing. Watching her fight was a terror to behold as she shifted to her massive white bear and tore through the enemies like a wolf through a straw built pig house. When the battle was won, she fled Dale and vowed never to fight again, lest she had no other choice. She only takes her bear form during the Summer (mating season for bears) when she is compelled by nature to do so. Otherwise, she hides what she really is from all but the one she loves. She has no idea what she is called is a Beorning and has never met any of her own kind. 

After fleeing Dale, Feolill headed for the Blue Mountains to learn from the dwarves there. She stopped in Bree when the rain was particularly terrible and happened to meet a man named Ean who she was immediately drawn to. She broke her foot during an encounter with another friend of hers and was forced to remain in Bree until it healed. She got closer to Ean during that time and began having feelings for him. When he told her he loved her she got spooked and ran. She ran to Thorin's Hall and spent her time making a specially commissioned sword. While she was crafting all she could think of was the man of Bree she left behind who had stolen her heart. When she realized she loved him back, and was no longer afraid of falling for him, she raced back to Bree to tell him how she feels and beg him to take her back. 

To her everlasting joy he still loved her and forgave her for leaving. He even accepted her true self when she revealed her bear form to him. Now they reside with The Black Steel in their barracks as Feolill takes up work in their crafting hall making swords, axes, horse shoes, and anything else they need. So long as she has her beloved, she is content to remain in Bree living the quiet life with her love and his friends.