"You know, Asher, last Moonfire I covered up so much more. I was afraid to show how much the fire had marked me. But now? Well, I suppose if nothing else, these fireworks prove that not all blazes are bad, and mayhap my scars are beautiful in their own way as well~"

Ivette Murray, a duskwight matron with short tied-up hair streaked with grey, sits on a pool deck chair, dressed in a black two-piece swimsuit with a lace cover-up that does little to hide the burn scars running up and down her arms and chest. The lights of the party boat illuminate behind her, put into soft focus. In her lap sits a black cat with not a SINGLE thought behind his eyes as she scratches behind his ears and on the crest of his rump. (angle #1)