❀ Story ❀
Lierahen was once part of a very large tribe of cougars that lived in a hidden dimension full of beauty, this place had water falls
and lush forests and the most beautiful and healthy plants she was once happy, and adorned by her people as she was cherished as
the only winged cougar with very special markings although she wasn't always this way there was a time where her wings did not show
and her markings slight and simple however over the years she did not age past 20 and through centuries her power grew stronger and her
wings appeared, her markings became vibrant and aplenty. She lived happily in a small village watching over he people after becoming the
deity of this home land however happiness cannot always last the borders to this dimension became brittle and cracked, many worlds clashing
against each other and merging slowly and as this happened new creatures and seasons rised including the furless creatures that walked just as
her and her people but had their clear differences, all these new creatures desperate to claim new land began to overtake this peaceful place and
one night, as lierahen slept surrounded by her people the village was lit in flames. Her world turned upside down as smoke bellowed through their homes.
This once peaceful place now filled with the cries of the tribe and the destruction was dealt her people... brutally brought to
non-exist in this land furthermore, only her. lierahen cried out to the elder deity long since gone with no hope left within her she
fled with only her wings and a lantern to guide her way escaping to the sky above her home. The flames sparked and roared and the
wisps of her peoples souls followed her away and entered her lantern with only whimpering whispers "You will guide the souls home." And that
was all she had left to live on now seeking a new hope through these many new lands and a world that felt filled with only destruction.