Cursed at birth by the Veil of the Scorned Star, an unnamed pup was sequestered to Lillemor at high noon as soon as she was weaned, her birth parents hoping to shake the attention of the malevolent celestial. The pup, not understanding the motive of her parents, named herself in a mire of hurt and betrayal, feeling Doomed by her Irises. Swiftfoot and Silverfang took her in, raised her with love, but a part of her still felt cold down to her core. Nonetheless, the stability of a permanent home has smoothed the rough edges.
DoomIris spends her days hunting alongside her peers, feeling satisfaction in finding a place and purpose in life. Still, every night her eyes turn to the skies, lost in her thoughts as the moon rises ever higher, unable to tear her eyes away, but hoping that she'll never find something...staring back.