A faecat, but with a few differences. First of all, she's a hybrid blacktail and forestwalker, a cross between the most evil of faecat breeds and the most hardheaded of faecats ... She is misunderstood, feared and hated. Her tongue is venom-coated, her wit sharp and fierce. She is at first glance a lady, at second glance a total and utter bitch, but only to a selected few will she reveal her true, shy, lonely and confused inner self. She had her wings ripped off and her face severely burned by the blacktail faecats, while seeking a home there. She was chased away by the forestwalker faecats, losing her right hand in the process. Wearing a metal facemask to cover the burnt flesh, having her lost hand replaced by a crude metal paw, she wears a dress that was a gift to her. She walks elegantly, but with a slight limp. On her back, covered by the dress, are the two pathetic stumps that once were her wings, sending out feeble attempts at sparkles. Her name is pronounced 'Widdah'