Heartbroken and a complete mess, Vasha is alone now.

Having left her mate Porcelain White, seeing that she was no longer needed nor wanted by hir.

Perhaps time will mend her broken heart, but for now, she is too afraid to love again and has become a bit cold in matters of love.

Furcadia Description:

A young catgirl walks by, seeming no older than 16. The only clothes she seems to have on are black ones, including a black top that left her arms and midriff bare.

She also wore a pair of shorts, with stockings that went up to her mid-thighs. Also, on her feet were a pair of ankle boots.

A single glove goes up her right arm with lace at the top which nearly reaches her shoulder. Bracelets and two leather straps are on the other arm.

Her tail swishes beside her softly as she glances about with her cold sad blue eyes, her soft pink hair grazing past a cheek as she turns her head about.