A striking catfolk ranger with a sleek, silvery-white coat that in recent days has turned more white-blue-grey, blending in to the tundra even more, that gleams softly in the moonlight. Her piercing, emerald-green eyes are ever alert, scanning the horizon for threats or tracking her quarry with a predator's precision. A long red scar mars the fur of her face, a claw mark from a predator she survived.

She moves with a lithe and fluid grace, her chain shirt fitted snugly to provide protection without hindering her agility. Strapped across her back is a finely crafted compound bow, its elegant curves etched with intricate designs reminiscent of the forests she calls home. At her hip, a short sword rests in a well-worn sheath, ready for close encounters.