My name is no longer Chevrille, she is dead now. I am Nyx and I've traveled the world for eleven years - but that doesn't make me old. I have yet to procreate but I am, in fact, a female. I've been gone from Moladion too long and so its curse of imprinting does not affect me.
My eyes are fine blend of both parents, though predominantly displaying a jade hue and my figure is feminine with long, slender legs and a delicately sculpted face. My height tops out at thirty-two inches and my weight lingers around one-hundred and twenty pounds. If you you were to see me my coat would be a base of medium gray accented with silver tones along my chest, up my neck, and masking my face beneath the eyes. A darker, charcoal gray paints the bridge of my muzzle and comes down my lips slightly before branching up between my ears and following down my spine to my shoulders and forelegs. It fades to the same silver hue at my paws just on the front two. My hind paws fade from medium gray to charcoal gray at the pads. My tail begins to intertwine with white hairs at the base of my spine until it solidifies before turning back to a medium gray at the tip. My coat is a lovely mixture of average-long length and average thickness; aside from my tail where the hairs are the longest.
I am the daughter of the late Jaidah and Cobryn. And I've come home to finally take care of business.
My god is Fate.