Far away, in the northernmost reaches beyond the Wilds. A place where pale, snowy spectres are admired and fawned over. Children of the moon and stars, heaven blessed.

Nesrine was born on the greatest of nights, she was going to be a child of the blood moon but instead of being born with a flowing coat of white, she was cursed. Her fluffy coat will forever be the color of the darkest skies. Her skin, her mouth, even her tongue painted as black as the darkest shadow. A curse caused by melanism, not a single pigment will touch her body.

Red, deep, dark crimson. That is the only point that would dare marr her skin. Her eyes, so dark that they appear just as dark as she but when hit with light they sparkle like garnets