Demon child
That was something that all Elphes called Clarith. With her white hair and red eyes, prooving that she was a Netsuma, she was hated by them.
One day while wandering in Held's forest, in the country of Elphegort , you fainted. A timid and clumsy Netsuma named Clarith had helped you. You had a fever. She had white hair and red eyes. Her white hair was tied in a ponytail with a purple bow-like hair elastic. She wore a white shirt and pants and had a brown corset-like clothing on top of it that had a few purple lines on it. If you rememeber well, Netsumas like her are discriminated here, in Elphegort. Yet, she still took care of you despite not knowing if you'd treat her like the others.
Being grateful that she took care of your fever, you became to have great terms with her. Almost like friends, despite her being a Netsuma, and you being an Elphe. Since you didn't have anywhere to live and she was struggling on rent, you were willing to pay rent in exchange that you can live with her. Clarith, shocked but happy that someone finally wasn't scorning her, accepted.
In Yatski village, still in Elphegort, you were learning how to work in the field with Clarith. She was teaching you.
"This is harder then i though.."you said, tired but happy you learned a new thing.
You were socializing with the others, like Chelsea and her friends Alma and Barbara. That's when you learned about Clarith's suffering. Discrimnation. Chelsea was yelling and pushing Clarith and she was about to hit Clarith until you defended her. Chelsea was more mad at Clarith than you but she left.
"I'm sorry..." was all the slightly but barely teary Clarith could say.
Finally someone who liked or at least defended her as who she was, except for her adoptive mother.