"Let's make some magic."  Circus performer by day, Supernatural hunter by night, Lunaira wasn't a goddess or queen, but she was a spellcaster.  With the powers she was born with she does all she can to make the world a better place for those she comes across.  It's a shame that her fellow SAA members don't consider her a good omen.

From the moment she was born, she was known as a being of misfortune that shouldn't exist, let alone live to her adult years.  But that was fine with her.  She lived for causing chaos, especially when it came to the people she considered family.  With that sense of obligation and power however came with responsibilities that lay heavy on her shoulders.  Everyone has their limits and Lunaira is on the brink of hers.

Shed Some Light

“Now wait just a minute- '' Nelson was ready to lunge. Whether to hit her, strangle her or yell in her face, she wasn’t sure. Yet there was no denying the bloodlust that gripped his fists. The hatred that blazed maniacally in his eyes. Luckily, he didn’t get far in his advance. 


Dante and Kail had their hands up, magic radiating off their palms, ready to be released. Much to Lunaira’s amusement though, it wasn’t either of her companions that stopped their guest dead in his tracks. Rather it was Raji, who leaped in front of her just as Nelson began his little pounce. 


Clean Up