That depends on who you ask. I have many shapes and names. For some, a light that dances in the night. Or a black charger upon a moonlit hill. That which bumps in the night, and the sweet spirit who brings butter from the milk. Stealer of maiden's kisses. Jester and emissary, clown and adviser. Unseelie in the night, and servant of the Seelie as well. I am Mischief and Robin and Puck.
But, for now, the name I have been given is Owen Robinson. And... I'm new to being human.