She's the kind of girl you'd expect to find in a dark fantasy novel, decked out in a sleek black blazer and a red skirt that hints at a hidden fierceness beneath the formal exterior. Arrows and a book are her trademarks, whispering secrets of her dual role as both a huntress and a scholar. There's an eerie charm to Elara, standing defiantly in front of a gothic church, as if she's daring the world to come at her. Snow blankets the ground, but her spirit won't be cooled—not by the weather, nor by her foes.

I am a smart cat. I was on the road and I am really sad. I hope you can adopt me. 

Hu