this little girl is very much her mother's daughter,more so than the man she will never know to be her father. her fur is are dark as her mother's taking a midnight quality that gives off a blue black coloration under the sun. her eyes hold the same color, a seafoam green that sparkles with wonder. the only quality that she holds from wintersbane are the ivory markings that dot her frame, from the soft ticking along her back, the markings under each eye, the sliver of a star kissed on her forehead and chest, to the tip of her overly fluffy tail. lastly half her right eye is overtaken by a gentle blue, though some might call it ice.