She stood above the storm, her body glistening from the humid night. Not a single star could shine from the thick red fog. Her body was tense. Her mind was buzzing with so many thoughts. She tried to stay focused, but her foe was her own Father. Thane or more accurately, Daune ru fon Thane XIV), the monarch of Thannoria, was recently discovered to be her own blood. She only knew her mother until she died when Catt was very young, so her father's identity was very much a mystery her whole life. Seeing that he was the Essence of Darkness, this made young Catt fearful of her own identity, purpose and ability to resist the darkness inside herself. For one born of a demon possessed woman and a god of evil born into a man's body would have to be fated to be the bringer of destruction. Or so she supposed.

Memories of people she'd met along her journey flashed in her mind. Memories that soothed her, reminding her that she had done much good for people until now. Though she feared that this would change, and she needed to locate the king for answers about who or what she was.