An Apology

>Work in Progress! If you can help in any way you see fit please do!<

Freya Lo,
Why is your face like the ashen snow?
Is it because you died so long ago or that you cannot stand the people other lands?
Freya why?
Are your eyes in a look of dismay, disgruntled in this strange way, watching us today?
Freya please,
I'm aware of my pointed ears, as I have for many years.
Just the same are His feathers and His skin.
Like Her flippers or Her fluffy fur,
It's so rude, to look down on it's leaves, or Her chitin, or her scales.
Freya no,
We cannot stand for this new play,
Yes we're different, but not made,
as belongings of the humans.
Please forgive me,
And also what I do,
For you've crossed a line, you're not supposed to.

>I honestly don't know what my formatting is. Is your race not included in some way? Please let me know!<