Serielle

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Name: Serielle

Age: 8

Birthdate: February 1st 2020

Upload Date: October 15th, 2020

Sexuality: heterosexual

Gender: Female

Status: N/A

Parents: N/A (custom)

Cubs: N/A (all deceased)

Personality: tired, pessimistic, distant, doesn't trust easily, loves wide open spaces, claustrophobic, loves cubs so much, scared she'll never learn to be happy, finds being alone with other females uncomfortable, not ashamed of what she does to get by, but ashamed of her actions as a mother, quiet, introverted, doesn't believe in love but humors others who believe in it, very intelligent

History: Serielle remembers everything before the Veil pulled her in and wooshed around her. The sweet smell of her siblings, shimmering softly in a cave on a bed of feathers. The years growing into a beautiful young gran, being courted by a young male. Her first heated night of her third summer. Falling in love. It all ended rather quickly, but for those years, it felt like she'd be happy forever. She thought her mate was true, and for a year, he was. Serielle was young, too young, and she believed the male from out of her pack when he said he loved her, that he'd stay true to just her. She knew it was silly, that males could have more than one lover, but she belonged to him. Until she didn't. When she caught him with another female- not just any female, but her own sister? She blindly ran from the pain, into the woods, not looking where she was going, and into a trap. She heard about the humans catching grans, hunting her kind, but she didn't think she wandered too far from her home. There was no way the two legged monsters would've laid traps so close to her family's territory. But they did, and she was caught. She lost her leg in that trap, and when they came she lost the last of her hope the happiness from her childhood would continue. They tied her up, kept her locked away, and when she went in heat they bred her. She never saw her cubs, or the males they bred her with for that matter. She didn't hate the males, they were just as trapped as she was, but she did hate the humans. She hated them with more venom than she thought she had in her. She was stuck there for years, and over those years she continued to lose hope, but she never lost that hate. And then, almost too suddenly, she wasn't there anymore. She wasn't anywhere, and the hate was gone.

The Veil curled around her and pulled her home, into Maia's embrace. She doesn't remember the 200 years away from the world, but when she walked out of the woods, she found the Arilyan to be a strange, new place. Now, she does what she can to get by, relying on males who won't hurt her too much, offering them whatever they want or need, so long as they hunt for her. She’s terrified she won’t be able to adapt in this new world, and feels like she’s forgotten how to take care of herself.

Random facts: Had 4 litters when she was with humans, only got to see one cub for an extended period of time, keeps a feather from him behind her ear, inspired by the song “Time is No Medicine”, after spending years locked up she had to learn to work her mind to escape her situation and it helped her grow her ability to think through things, avoids territories with families and looks for places with single males since she’s not looking to ruin relationships or be reminded of the cubs she knows she’ll never see again, when she has cubs, she either leaves them with the father or takes them to a pack to take care of since she's too scared she won't be able to care for them herself.

Mutation: N/A

Special Base: N/A