Beware the one who relishes in the light of the full moon. Judge not her innocent demeanor. Though laden with etiquette and full of generations of rules that try to squeeze the wildness from her, the Pale Lady is not one to be trifled with. Do not be deceived for the hunter is just as likely to become the hunted.

A radiant southern belle by day and a ferocious predator by night, the Pale Lady does not curse her lycanthropy, she celebrates it. She moves with charm and elegance in her human form, all while knowing the power that stirs beneath the surface, waiting for the moon to rise.

She gathers Moon Shards to channel the lunar cycle and transform into a fearsome werewolf, unleashing devastating attacks once her beastly form takes over. But such power comes at a cost, as she cannot regain control until the moon wanes and humanity returns. Every cycle is a dance between grace and savagery, charm and hunger, where neither side can fully escape the other.