The frontline battlefield of the Mortal Empire.
A great war was ravaging the depths of space. Without the backdrop of stars, it felt as though they were all sinking into an endless darkness, the attacks travelling into the distance only to be swallowed up by the callous vastness of nature.
On the vanguard, there was a beautiful beast. Though her fur was covered in wounds and patches of blood, this fact still couldn't be denied. Her body was shapely and carried the slim flexibility and power of a fox. Her two tails whipped around wildly, one carrying harsh winds of ice and the other shattering and gathering up the void with impunity.