Sweet Roselight

You playfully stuck a feather into the fur on Roselight’s head. She laughed and asked how she looked. Quite elegant, really.

You were trying to hide that you scratched your paw in the last battle, but Roselight came up to softly groom it for you. Thanks, sweetheart.

Sweet Roselight kept complaining about having to clean her fur every five minutes. You started to make a joke, but Sweet Roselight then demanded you help her groom.

Sweet Roselight greets you warmly with a soft rumbling noise like a purr. You feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

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The Lich King Bluster's last great conquest, by some accounts. Lady Roselight was welcomed into the court when she was still in her young adolescence, hailed for her beauty and sweet temper.

She fell naturally into her place among the rest of the Monarch's Five: ambitious Mariposita, twins Gingolet and Igraine, and the blood-cursed scholar Benedictus. Roselight was the face of the group, for all intents and purposes. When the sharp charisma Mariposita inherited from her mother fails, Roselight's innocent smile often succeeds.

Like Mariposita before her, on arrival to the courts Roselight almost immediately attracted a crowd of butterflies that marked her with their favor. On reaching adulthood, too, her beauty blossomed in full in a way that surprised even her: she grew a feathery, modest mane and tufted ears.

Roselight is the undisputed jewel of the Butterfly Court, gentle and sweet as a summer wind and more lovely even than the insects they name themselves after.