I'll be your light

Life had been peaceful and serene... Vesta hated things being peaceful. She loved the tension that came with war and constant fighting but that might just be the influences that her father left on her before he abandoned them.  Her teeth ran over her yellowed fangs as the pure white goddess ventured farther into the Red Forest which she had come to call home. She often hated change, but she didn't mind when she had joined Glaciem which had become Bevroren which then changed to be Regium. She was not walking around blind of the goals of the day. She needed to find a fighting mentor and she needed one that would actively work with her.

The dandelion yellow eyes stared down the trees as she walked past them. Her ears were tipped up to listen carefully to the surrounding area for pawsteps or something far more sinister. Vesta Armada was going to be the best warrior around but she was going to use her seductive charm to achieve greatness.