L I L I T H

Cursed.

It's a word young Lilith has become quite acquainted with over the past few moons. From the very day she slid from her mother's womb, this pup was seen as a bad omen by her superstitious birth-pack. They were a proud pack from the north, all of their ancestors bearing pure white coats to camouflage them in the snowy terrain, and so she was seen not only as a liability but a curse. Fearing Lilith was a sign from their Gods that death and destruction would soon be upon them, she was portalled to the Lunar Realms on the first full moon of her life and left for dead.

Whether by happenstance, fate, or whatever else could be at play, Khione luckily discovered the pup and brought her back to the land of the Iron Coven. Once she was placed with a foster mother within the tribe, Lilith quickly thrived, and found her rightful place at last. No longer is she known as the cursed one, but simply Lilith, a fellow member of the pack.