It began, as fairy tales often do, with a princess. Perhaps she was pretty, perhaps she was ugly, that is not the point.

The point is that this isn’t a fairy tale.

The princess was a spoiled individual, given anything she wanted by her father no matter the price.

One day, she decided that she wanted a fox’s pelt. In her time, foxes were almost extinct, but that didn’t matter to her or her father.

So off the king went and he found a fox. 

The thing about foxes is that they have developed a way to hide. By shedding their pelt and becoming human. 

Anyway, the king killed the fox disguised as a human and took her pelt.

But he wasn’t to know that she had a daughter.

A daughter who wanted revenge.