Coahoma ✦ Mercurior Grand Mercenary

Coahoma can be best described as open and amiable. Sometimes, a little too open; she has no sense of personal space and will gladly get right in your face or lean right against you, even if she just met you moments ago. Much unlike the typical Zubarrian ways, she has no hesitation when it comes to meeting outsiders, and may even make them want to avoid her.

Paired with her very amiable disposition, Coa can be quite energetic as well. She’s very chatty and will often go off on random tangents, or forget her own strength with how excited she can get. Lively and upbeat, she can either keep the party going or easily annoy others with her enthusiasm and habit of rambling.

When she does get annoying and someone snaps at her, it can really bring her down. But, she pushes away her doubts and insecurities well. She’s greatly caring and protective of her friends and tries to make the best choices for them rather than herself, and would just as well sacrifice herself for their sake. She’s a huge hugger, and should probably carry a collateral damage sign for her strong bear hugs. Coa also loves caring for anyone, and will often be the shoulder to cry on or to bring you a cup of warm tea when you’re sick, figuratively speaking. Loyalty is everything to her, and if you’re a good friend to her, she’ll forever be the best friend she can be to you.

That loyalty, however, can easily get her into troublesome situations. When it comes to moral choices, it’s easy for Coa to be manipulated and lead down the wrong path. She’s a people-pleaser, pushover, and can make the mistake of keeping the wrong friends and trying to please their every wish, just for their approval and friendship. Even when things feel wrong to her, she’ll often make excuses for her friends out of steadfast loyalty.

She can be quite innocent as well, in a naive way. It’s far too easy to trick or distract her, and in her excitement to please someone, she becomes quite clumsy and even incompetent as well. She’s not the best leader at all, though if anyone put her in charge of something, she would be thrilled to please them and prove herself worthy. She’ll act chiefly and confident, but her fumbles and excitement can screw everything up majorly, no matter how hard she tries.

Perhaps that is her problem, she tries too hard, and some can get impatient with her failures. Despite how well she hides her insecurity, Coa truly does hate failing her friends, or anyone for that matter. She can be a bit self-conscious of how frequently things can go wrong under her control, or how uncomfortable she makes some people with how exuberant she can be. Nevertheless, she refuses to let that get her down and wakes up each day with the intent to stay positive and always do the best that she can.

Coahoma was born in a place far north, where winters were hard and most wolves bore thick, pale fur. Alongside her brother, Chaliis, the big female was the first litter of a small, simple family residing in a much larger pack. This pack was hardened by the wintery mountains they called home and were not the close-knit family group one may expect. Serious squabbles between members were frequent, almost daily, and most wolves were left to their own devices. Most were rude, surly, and hot-tempered, and the pups of the pack were best taught to stay out of the way. With Coahoma’s parents both being warriors of sorts within the pack, she and Chaliis were well raised into a life of sparring. Coa was often one to get on other’s nerves, and suffered her fair share of nips and bites of warning- one of these times being the origin of her notched and punctured ear when one brute of a female had heard enough of Coa’s persistent rambling.
At a young age, most of the other pups were uncomfortable with how outgoing Coa was and usually avoided her, or made fun of her whenever they could. Challis, however, was different, and though he was pessimistic and quiet unlike Coa, he accepted her for what she was, and they were close as could be all through their childhood. They trained in sparring together, played, and explored together, the world was perfect for Coa.

When the siblings were about a year old, their mother Naach lost her life in battle, defending the pack from a raid of outsiders. Coahoma and Chaliis were greatly devastated, and their father even more so. After the loss of his mate, he raised the pups loosely, mostly feeding them and then demanding solitude. Coa did her best to keep her family going on positively.

Not long after, their father Biisan died as well. He didn't care about his life anymore, and in his constant sour state, picked a fight with the wrong wolf in the pack. Coa and Chaliis were nearly two years old, and it was time to decide what paths they wanted to take. Coa, after her parents' deaths, wanted to leave and make a new life wherever she could, and she urged her brother to come with her. But Chaliis wanted to stay in their home, seemingly more impacted by his father's death, and he found Coa treasonous for wanting to leave. As the two young wolves were alone, Coahoma gave it one last try to convince her brother to travel with her. Chaliis had enough at that moment and attacked his sister without reluctance. Coa was shocked, and he easily took advantage of her stunned state, latching to the bottom of her jaw and leaving a permanent scar. Coa was able to kick him off once she came to her senses, and threw her heavy mass against Chaliis to knock him off balance. Before she could bound away, he snapped at her hind leg, leaving more scars for her to carry. Mildly bleeding, but hurt more by her brother's behavior, Coahoma made a run for it, leaving him behind with his words ringing in her ears. “Shall those wounds never heal to remind you of your treachery!”

After some time on her own, Coa found herself in new lands, and, likely through relentless badgering, joined forces with a nomadic group, The Mercurior. She took the title of Grand Mercenary and is eager to please and prove herself loyal as best she can.