Mikkala lived most of her young life like other Ravens- Learning, training to find some sort of job in the Keeper society. But throughout her childhood, she just couldn’t stand knowing how much of her life would be schooling. She did well though- learning the things she was taught with ease, performing greatly. But the thought that she’d be doing it for so much longer- until she was 30 years old- was too much for her. 30 years.. To her, that was way too much. Just barely below half of her life. (Sometimes, she wished she was born a dark elf- until she remembers just what they do. Having such a long life sounds miserable to her if all it’s used for is becoming a living textbook for someone or something obscure, even with some magic mixed in. At least, that’s her perception of them. But still- That long lifespan is something she admires. As a child, she had fantasies about magically switching species- and she’d have asked if there’s any spell for it, if she hadn’t realized how absurd it might sound.)
But anyways- After many [wasted, in her eyes-] years of schooling, she finally tried to get out. (She’d tried once before actually at 19, but failed terribly. Likely caught skipping school.) At 25 years old though, she managed to leave the labyrinth
 
And because of that- she isn’t the most well-versed raevn. Nor was- or still sometimes is to this day, as emotionally stable as adult ravens. She’s almost there- but she still lets her anger, pride, and fear get the best of her often.
She doesn’t have the same knowledge and skill people who finished learning do- but she’s fine with that. She bought herself 5 early years of freedom- albeit in a very different world than the place she’d left. And that, was worth it.
 
 
All of this completely subject to change and revision- I can absolutely tell this better, just gotta brainstorm first.