More headworld stuff!

She is very small, about the size of a blue jay. Her feathers are dull, apart from her glowing crest and tail. Her large eyes are unblinking.
After man had killed one another, and the world was a wasteland, the forgotten slumbering gods awoke to find their home destroyed. They all worked to create new life, but did not want to revive the humans, seeing them as the cause of the destruction. She, however, knew there were many good people that were needlessly killed, and she wanted to give them a second chance.
She sacrificed herself, burning up and letting her ashes spread throughout the world. The blood of fallen man mixed and became the Pheokin, a race of winged people. Their kings and queens take her likeness and power throughout the generations.

She is the goddess of creation, sacrifice, redemption and hope.

Despite all she has done, her name is not known.