Treacherous are the nights Kalari spends dreaming of the family she once possessed. Grown black and dull, her heart has since forgotten what it means to love another. It is only until the day that Kalari crosses paths with another unfortunate soul like herself that she slowly begins to face towards the glinting rays of hope that have always shone through the dark times. But nothing gold can stay. How will a young Khajiit protect the very thing she swore to love with all her heart from the very start - When it has been destined to hate her? *Kalari and a few other characters belong to me, whereas Skyrim and all its wonders belong to the lovely Bethseda Softworks*All Rights Reserved