Yseult

Yseult is a dark-furred she-wolf, serving as one of Vektren's Necrolytes. Mate to Fornax, Yseult was nearly killed by her adoptive brother Sean, who Fornax hunted down and eliminated. Feeling overwhelmed by Vektren's religion and questionable morality, and its clashes with her own ideals, Yseult fled Vektren and sought refuge in Riverfell, where she gave birth to her children: Eridani, Ezellohar, Sadhbh, and Fiadh. She was created and RP'd by Celtic-Barbarian.

## Personality

* ***Inquisitive and Spiritual.*** Yseult was raised by a female who nurtured the yearning she had to learn, and thus, was the creations of a hungry appetite for knowledge. The raven female rarely grows bored of learning new information, soaking it in like moss at a riverbed, and it seems her mind is open for every drop of information that she can get her paws on. Whether this be factual from pack legacy, packs or ranks, or to the information of her new found friends. Yseult is a rather knowledge lustful being, and her craving to learn is rarely met. With her knowledge, and who raised her, Yseult also grew to be rather spiritual. Her connections with gods- all gods, is very strong, and she has huge respectful towards female gods at the most. Her adoptive mother taught her of the goddess, Hera, who was one with shadow, and bound all females of all ages and ranks together. To her, there is no greater goddess than a mother- or at least, mothers who actually care for their young. She isn't one to miss a ceremony of worship, and takes time out of her day to thank the goddess Hera, for her adoptive mother.
* ***Creative*.** Yseult has an extremely active, creative imagination, and this tends to flow out. She is one who can easily find solutions to problems, or predicaments she gets herself into or others are in. Her mind bounds in endless seems of imagination, and her creativity can also at times be contagious to others, as she enjoys seeing others figure out problems. Being born outside of a pack, only having her older adoptive brother to play with- and even then, he had little time for her, she had to create things to do for herself. Endless games and 'traditions' that she created, some, she still continues on to this day.
* ***Felicific and Restless.*** Bursting with happiness and energy, Yseult isn't one to be sitting down when there could be things to do! Her happy-go nature tends to seep from her, especially in the early morning hours to others disgust. At the first break of dawn, her happiness seems to be refilled, and Yseult is bursting from the seams. She has a restless nature, impatient perhaps and most definitely from curiosity of what can come from situations, plans and ideas. Yseult is rarely seen calmly sitting down, her paws tend to bounce up and down from the ground as though they are walking on fire, and her tail and hind shake/wag from excitement. It seems as though the pup she once as, still remains in control.
* ***Faithful but Envious*.** Both to her belief in the gods, goddess and spirits, Yseult is as faithful to her friends as she is to her beliefs. Her bonding trust and faith in them is obvious to the naked eye, and she would do anything to see a smile or hear a laugh from them, getting herself into plenty of mischief on the bases that she can make them happy. Having grown up fast, and having very little, she is rather attached to her friends, and can feel an overwhelming sense of envy when she spots them with others laughing, and having fun if she herself couldn't bring them to bubbling glee. This envy can also turn to overbearing sadness and guilt, as well.
* ***Anxious*.** Yseult tends to always be looking behind her, her eyes bubbling with anxious worry as though she is being followed with each step that she takes. The raven female has an unbonding fear, and anxiety attached to her relationship with her adoptive brother Sean, and her anxiety is overwhelming once she spots any loners. She is greatly worried that he will find her again. Her anxiety can influence her mood, how well she does her tasks and how she interacts with others, and this uneasy and shakiness can last for hours.
* ***Charming, but Fearful.*** Her bubbling, happy personality is a rather charming feature of Yseult and she tends to get rather chummy with plenty of wolves, though she picks her friends wisely. She can be overwhelming at times, though she is a rather kind and playful individual. She enjoys the company of others, and tends to get on the good side of most wolves, anyway. But she is fearful, of rejection from friends, being isolated and cornered. She had a great unease when she is alone, and prefers the company of stronger wolves, so she may hide in the shadow they cast. Her eyes always have that edge of prey cornered by predator, never shaking itself from her blue-brown edged eyes.

## Pre-Group History

Yseult was falling, her paws struggling to grasp anything as her body crashed against the cliff face, gasping as her eyes locked onto the form above her. Whomever they were, they stared at her with cold, golden ruthless eyes that stared through her form. Then there was nothing but chilling coldness, which gripped her as it dragged her beneath the waves, before she was met by darkness, then nothing.

Her cries had been met with cold, unwelcoming silence, the only noise was of the circling of crows, who saw her as their next meal. Her eyes were closed, and the cold caress of the wind tickled her newborn form. Yseult's siblings had grown silent, still, no noise followed after her whines and cries and their bodies were growing colder. She had no knowledge of death, having been born just few days prior and her eyes yet not parted, all she felt was that of solitude with no name.

But something warm lapped at her fur, causing her to cry out in alertness and alarm, before a gentle female voice spoke to her.

It was a few days later before her eyes began to open, peering up at at the blurry face of a wolf, the face of the wolf she would soon call Mother. The scent of her milk and fur was ever present, her warmth was alluring and reassuring as cold winds howled around them. Growing up, she didn't remember the deaths of her siblings or the cold caws of the crows and ravens. She grew to love the black feathered birds, especially Ravens due to their blue-purple reflective colouring to their feathers. She often spent her time exploring in the shadow of her mother.

This peace was soon shattered, when her naive adventures lead her to the rapids of the flowing water which lead to a waterfall. Running along the bank, her paws slipped causing her to fall nose first into the freezing rapids, her cries alerted her mother who flew into the water after her. But the currents were too strong, dragging both down, her mother used the remaining strength she had to push her back over the bank as she was swept along the current. Sean was screaming, merely a year and a half, as he watched her body being dragged over the waterfall.

From then on Sean was to care for her. But he hated her, for him, she killed their mother- HIS mother. He taunted her, verbally abused her everyday, belittling her. He would often dunk her beneath the water, being much larger in stature it was clear he would always overpower her. He would keep her beneath the cold waves between from 30 seconds to a minute, causing her to develop Aquaphobia and trauma from this. Almost a year and a half of trauma clicked, and Yseult fled, grabbing her adoptive mothers skull. They had located her lifeless form at the bottom of the waterfall, and her body decomposed over that year. Parts of her skull were missing but Yseult could still picture her white fur.

Yseult continued to run, fleeing between Vale and Vektren, before collapsing at the border shaken. Her gaze fell upon a hunting party, and she hid herself, watching from the shadows. Fear gripped her, fearful her brother had caught wind of her scent and would catch her at any moment. she was ultimately located by a solo wolf. For once, her luck had it that she was to find a friend for the first time in her life, and she leaped at that chance most eagerly, to hide amongst the Vektren and to possibly have a true home for the first time.

## Group History

This solo wolf was Fornax. He brought her to Lord Divine Miron, who was willing to put his name on the line to bring Yseult in. Yseult fell in quite nicely with her new family, becoming friends with Monty and trying to cheer him up when he was sad.

After the Battle of Muckrun, Vieste went to Fornax, angry about Yseult's behavior - Fornax de-escalated the situation by reporting that he was glad they were both alive.

She admitted to Makenna that, even though she kept her mother's skull close, she was losing memory of her - what her voice sounded like, her scent.

And then, Sean found her.

He tried to kill Yseult, out of revenge for being responsible for their mother's death, but he was interrupted. Yseult survived, but she was in critical condition. Fornax vowed to find the wolf who hurt her, and kill him. He and a group of other Vektreni "bounty hunters" - Nimh, Ivar, and Makenna - traveled to find Sean, visiting a variety of other packs, including Heyl (or, what once was Heyl - scaring the daylights out of poor Orion) and Chandor. Chandor, ultimately, was where they found him, and Fornax did took Sean's life himself.

He returned to Yseult, and the pair were finally wed.

## Trivia

* Yseult carries around on her face mostly, the partially intact skull of her deceased adoptive mother. The reason behind this is because in her mother's pack, an unrecognized one, the goddess Hera spoke of the guidance of mothers and their offspring whether they be of bloodline or not. Their mothers skull was to be kept close, until the daughter, found her calling or no longer needed her mothers watchful gaze, and thus the mother could move onto to the Oasis.
* Has an immense fear of water, due to being held underwater for 30 seconds to a minute at a time, almost drowning on most occasions by her abusive adoptive brother Sean. So, even putting her nose under the water causes her to panic and feel extremely uneasy. She will avoid large masses of water at all cost, and cross on trickles of water or wherever the water is at it's lowest. While it isn't aquaphobia[more so as I haven't researched into it enough to possibly even consider giving it to her], Yseult is still extremely fearful of masses of water.
* Her jealousy of seeing others with their mothers is well hidden, and is more around the guilt of her being behind her adoptive mother drowning to save her from rapids.
* Yseult believes that she can see spirits from both Paradise and those of the underworld, though they do not speak to her, she follows them and speaks about what she sees.
* Yseult had a habit of talking to herself, doesn't eat before the elders eat as well, tends to mumble while carrying prey.
* Adores Crows and Ravens, as well as Magpies.
* Hates Skunks; was sprayed as a young pup, so doesn't like them at all.
* There is a male kestrel, whom she has called Conner who she believes is her friend who follows her around. Though he clearly only follows her, for left overs from prey though. But it seems he also enjoys her company.
* Yseult was voted the **Spring 2021 Character of the Season!**