They whisper the strangest things about me..
About the dynasty I was born under, about the unusual way that I came into this world;
The fact that I had been born dead.. and yet the Spirits still saw me fit enough to grant me life.
They ponder my blessings. They fear my potential.
The eyes that regard me are differently from all others - like I am hungry ghost among the living.
Like I don't belong.

{ Ember De'Stregoi-Cyf }
Infant (Child) - 1 year old
Female
Fey, Feore & Elf
Red Hair
Céladon Eyes
Daughter of Aurora De'Stregoi and Yahari Cyf

This tiny little ball of energy has a love for all things born of nature; forming close, fearless bonds with all animals that she comes in contact with. Ember is, quite nearly, a carbon copy of her mother save for having a brighter shade of red hair than her, and paler, grey washed green eyes. Her attire is largely crafted from natural sources and created by the skillful hands of her mother. Bright, cheerful and mischevious, Ember's life and her impact upon the world has only just begun.