Ranora x Zero of Sanzin

⥼ Ranora

⥼ 6 months (winter)

⥼ Female (she/her)

⥼ Orientation N/A

⥼ Sanzin

⥼ Zero

⥼ Alive (healthy, runt)

Gray Wolf • TBD (Short) • TBD (Small)

Eye Color: A simple amber color, which is especially pretty in direct light.
Scars/Deformities: None apparent.
Voice: Light and high-pitched, befitting her age.
Scent: Vetiver and sage.

The smallest of her litter, Ranora is far from an impressive size even by pup standards. Time has yet to tell how this will translate into her adulthood, but it's safe to speculate that she will always be one of the shorter, weaker wolves wherever she goes. In spite of this, Ranora is a little fireball, and holds herself with palpable confidence. Paired with sunny golden fur, and a deviously adorable face, Ranora is a memorable little pup— for better or for worse.

Ill-tempered • Stubborn • Ambitious • Courageous• Indignant

ESTP

True Neutral

A begrudging, indignant young wolf from the moment she came into the world, Ranora was born with something to prove. Being the smallest in her litter means she has to fight harder to win the respect she deserves, because in her world - that is, the world within Sanzin - weakness means death, and Ranora was not made just to fade away into obscurity. Even if she has to push herself past her limits or throw herself into the arms of danger, Ranora will do just about anything to shut up those that doubt her. She has a slightly dangerous ego (and an even more dangerous susceptibility to anyone who feeds into it), so quitting is never on her agenda, and neither is failure. Safe to say, Ranora holds herself to some rather impossible standards.

And she hates not being able to meet those standards more than anything. Unshakable and courageous as she is, she is not immune to intense periods of anger and depression after being knocked down time and time again. Ranora can hold a grudge or pin blame like no other. Even if there isn’t one real, clear villain for her to turn her hatred towards , there’s always that same cruel, abstract, unknown force that she’s been resenting ever since her creation. The same one that keeps others from seeing clearly that she was meant for more. That she’s worth something. Only when she finally wins this recognition will Ranora ever find some semblance of peace, but with the way things are going now, that will take some time yet.

Likes
• Winning
• Fighting
• The smell of herbs that sometimes sticks to the Hearts
• Having a full belly
• Adventuring where she's not meant to

Dislikes
• Pollen
• Sitting still
• Loss of all kinds
• Lectures
• The occasional, uncomfortable feeling of being observed by that man with all the scars

Strikethrough indicates the deceased. Italics indicates an adopted relationship.

Sire: Idogras ♂ (NPC)
Dam: Artemis ♀
Siblings: Antares ♂, Helva ♀, Cadalus ♂
Other Significant Family: N/A

Mate: N/A
Previous Mate(s): N/A
Offspring: N/A

In-Game Relationships: Under the spoiler

Past Affiliations: None

Born into the Sanzin, Ranora does not know who her parents were or why they didn't stick around - only that her and her siblings are on their own in a world that's been cruel since the start. Though she doesn't always like them, it's clear that Ranora still clings to the vague familial comfort she finds in her littermates even now, with all four of them changing and the world becoming more complicated by the day.