Post by Bri on Jan 27, 2022 22:44:02 GMT
Aramis
Art work by the lovely Burn
General Information
Name: Aramis
Alias(es): Ara-her sister used to call her this.
Gender: Female
Orientation: Straight
Age: 5 years
Pack: None, loner. Former Sanzin.
Appearance
Physical Description- A brawny woman seemed to be made from the soil itself. Her pelt is from the richest shades of clay to the darkest of oak. Her eyes are a tired amber brown with flecks of gold. Her left ear is torn and her face is a myriad of scars, the deepest and most jagged under her right eye. More scars appear around her neck and rest of her body, her tail is a patch work of scar tissue and wisps of fur and she is missing the outer toe on her left front paw. The are some semblances of gray fur around her eyes as well and despite these scars and signs of great challenge, there is still a fierceness about this woman who won't let anyone push her around.
Height/Weight- She stands just at 33 inches and has a stocky body just shy of 95 pounds.
Scent- She smells distinctly of the pine forests she's been wandering for years with an undertone of coppery blood.
Voice- Think of Urusla from the Little Mermaid, a bit raspy but powerful with melodic qualities.
Reputation + Personality
Loyal- Her ployal attitude is part of why she ended up where she is. She was extremely loyal to her pack in her younger years and thus very viewed her own parents as a threat. After forcing herself o come clean about her parents plans to take over to their alpha she was filled with extreme guilt and was forced to watch as her sister ended their lives, further pushing them apart. She hadn't wanted to betray her parents but she also wanted to protect her sister, but after everything it was too much for her to stand, leading to her decision to leave.
Paranoid- She's always been one to second guess and this unsureness has transformed into paranoia. She doesn't trust easy and thinks that everything is out to get her. She won't admit being afraid but part of her fears that her old pack mates will hunt her down and finish the job.
Impulsive- Act first and asks questions later, it's gotten her in a lot of trouble in the past, but not enough for her to fix. She seeks pleasure over pain and goes through things without a plan or a second thought. It got her into a hell of a lot of trouble in her past but she doesn't seem to learn from her mistakes.
Short-Tempered- Aramis has a temper that is quick to blow. Minor annoyances build up quickly, causing her to explode. She gets easily annoyed, especially when having to explain simple things repeatedly. She doesn't feel like she needs to offer an explanation to her motivates and gets annoyed when questioned.
Vindictive- She isn't one to forget or forgive a wrong. If she thinks you've wronged her there is little change for forgiveness and if she comes across you again? She'll lash out first and ask questions later. She has the muscle to back herself up and can be unpredictable when confronting her past.
History
A pure bred Sanzin. Her parents were part of the favored as she grew up, Ymir and Cornae were an unstoppable force out on the battle field and within the pack grounds. Her father was a master at sneaking into other packs and stealing valuable information while her mother stayed back and healed those who deserved it. Both were valuable to the alpha at the time and were often found at his side, guiding him in his choices while, with her sister Moro, Aramis pushed around the other pups. Their parents raised them to do what benefited them most and pursue their own goals, especially if they would benefit the pack in the long run, though these teachings are what lead to their deaths.
You see, Ymir and Cornae were determined to take over the pack for themselves, they had a taste of power and wanted more. They bid their time, waiting for their moment to strike. At this time Aramis and her sister were a year of age and while Moro trained and followed in their mothers pawsteps, Aramis was learning from their father and in their lessons together is when Aramis learned of her parents plot, but instead of standing by them she ran to their alpha, explaining to them the treachery of her own blood. She was dedicated to her pack and any threat to that loyalty had to go. Even if it mean the elimination of her and her sisters parents, though she hoped that Moro would remain innocent to these deeds.
All seemed well until the night Ymir and Cornae were drug to the middle of the pack and their plans were revealed and Aramis was brought forward, praised to be the one who gave out the information. As she stood there she couldn't meet her sisters shocked gaze. Moro had been innocent to this whole thing but as the punishment for their parents were revealed it became clear that not all shared those thoughts. Aramis watched as her younger sister, the one she was trying to protect most, was ordered to the front and had two choices: forsake her parents or lay with them to die. In the moment something inside Aramis broke. She watched as her once sweet-though still ruthless-sister ripped the throats of their parents and became coated in their blood. Her sister had transformed into a true Sanzin and bile rose in the back of Aramis's throat. This wasn't the life she had imagined and in that moment she changed her life forever.
"You are all monsters!" The declaration tore from her throat and in an instant all eyes were on her, more alien, predatory, than she had ever noticed before. Had she always been blind to the true monsters under these pelts? She bolted from her place amongst others, making a bee line for three, hell bent on escape. The shock of this sudden betrayal making others fumble on their cues as they tried to understand that Aramis was making her escape from their pack. As she ran she locked eyes with her sister but saw nothing familiar there. True, the two had been pitted against each other their entire lives with Aramis always coming out on top, but they still had that sibling bond, but at this moment there was nothing. Moro made no move to follow her sister, finding her reaction deranged. Aramis had just signed her death warrant.
Before she reached the tree line a chorus of howls rose and the pack shouted out about her treachery, she must be killed as well. The wolves of Sanzin chased her, many able to land marks while tree limbs, brush, and rocks tore at the woman's body as she ran and in one particular misplacing of paws caused her toe to be ripped from her paw. The pain was excruciating, blinding, but she kept running, though at some points she was forced o stop and fight. Though tired and bleeding, Aramis didn't give up, she ran and ran but those chasing her were relentless until Aramis took another fall, tumbling down a cliff side and landing in a heap upon rubble, unconscious. No one came down to check her vitals, a blessing for her and a curse them. They cackled as they took in her broken body, jeering at how someone so mighty had fallen so quick until they finally left, snickering as another showed them the missing appendage they had found, though they claimed they had tore it from the fae in a battle.
The memories are hazy now, Aramis remembers her sister and the horrors of Sanzin, but not the details. The fall had taken a lot out of her and when she had woken up she knew she had to move on. She dragged her broken body farther from the lands of Sanzin and found home in the neutral lands, scraping by as her body mended and eventually became what is seen today, a tired and wore torn woman wandering without a purpose and the constant fear that something is hunting her.
Relationships:
Familial:
Ymir-Father-Deceased
Cornae-Mother-Deceased
Moro-Estranged Sister
Moro-Estranged Sister
Acquaintances:
None
Friends:
None
Enemies:
None
Staff Tag:
Her Song
