Bledig Featherpetal
the Glimwild Fae
Named for the wolf that stalks the edge of a lantern's glow and the feather shed from a passing bird that lands in the ash.
Power
You can read a cinder as others read tea leaves, and you always know which ember holds the last heat of a dying fire, but each reading costs a small piece of what you care about.
- Familiar
- A grey-and-amber field cricket named Tinder
- Court
- Cinderwild Court
You are sifting through a pile of half-burned letters by lantern light. The ink on one of them still glows faintly — a word you wrote years ago and thought you had lost. The paper smolders at your touch, and you remember that some flames keep their promises longer than people do.