Her beauty; fierce. Her movements; effortless. Each step carries her petite black and umber figure in a way that could threaten the ego of every beautiful creature in this world. The striking contrast of her coat captures a first glance and her abyssal eyes will suck you in to eternity. Her appeal is like a plague as she sweeps through the realm, enrapturing souls before she hooks her claws into their flesh. She’s well aware of this effect, she’s carried the burden all her life.

She glides steadily on dancer’s toes as her ventures bring her to the end of the day. The warmth of summer instills a liveliness in her that remains dormant during the colder months. Her umber markings join the summer sunset in its lovely glow as she climbs a narrow path along the crags. To her surprise, someone has settled themselves on a rocky perch, curling themselves around as if done for the day. Oh, how dreadfully sad.

Her black eyes take the girl into consideration, instantly noting the ghastly condition that her physical form was in. Dull, lifeless coat, skin almost taught to the bone, eyes lacking a certain… shimmer of vitality. Such a waste of beauty.

”What have you done with yourself?” She approaches with a look of pity on her red marked features. The other was far larger, but she had doubts that the girl could pose as any real threat in her condition.

plague daughter / no progeny / no heart