Creeper

Creeper was a young female stoat, who served as the companion and familiar to Vilu, a loner. Creeper was created and RP'd by ThorinFrostclaw.

## Personality

* ***Affectionate.*** Love is one big wonderful thing for the young weasel. Perhaps she had not gotten enough herself as a baby, which causes her to be incredibly loving with everyone now.
* ***Enthusiastic***. Despite her sad past, Creeper loves life and highly enjoys everything. A long trek is nothing but an adventure, a wild thunderstorm is so cool and a fight is exciting! Creeper gladly gives it all a try! This trait also causes her to speak quite quickly once excited, someone might end up not getting a one word in, once Creeper is really into a topic.
* ***Trustworthy.*** Once someone earns her trust, Creeper will be loyal to them and keep all possible secrets safe. The young one will do her very best to be a good friend that can be asked for any kind of help or advice.
* ***Stubborn***. If Creeper wants something, she will try her best to get it! It can help her survive hardships, but also put her in trouble. This also causes her to act out sometimes, but she will surely grow out of childish temper tantrums…
* ***Curious***. What’s this over there? And that over there? And this one…? Creeper is insanely curious, wanting to see everything and wanting to know everything. It can put her in danger or annoy others around her…
* ***Honest.*** Why lie if you can tell the truth? Creeper will not lie! Without a filter, this honesty can be harsh sometimes…
* ***Gullible.*** Unfortunately Creeper isn’t a careful one. If someone offers her something, she will accept it, not even once thinking whether this could be a trap or not…
* ***Superstitious***. Creeper believes in something watching over her - or, well, just watching her. Why else should she have survived without a father? Or mother? And got abandoned by her aunt at a way too young age? Just to avoid death at the last second and be partnered with this amazing, strong wolf? This could not be a coincidence!
* ***Martyr.*** Due to her past, Creeper believes in making sure that everybody is doing well, even at the cost of her own health and happiness.

## Pre-Group History

Whiskernose was born on a rainy summer afternoon. It wasn't only raining, but also stormy with dangerous lightning strikes and powerful winds tormenting the tree hole of Whiskernoses home.

A horrible weather; that immediately convinced the tiny stoat's aunt, Softfur, that the newborn must be cursed with bad luck. Silkfur, the mother was unfortunately very influenceable, especially by her bigger sister, but she wanted to keep her newborn as safe and loved as possible.

This unspoken promise was kept up for a moon in which little Whiskernose grew very quickly - as did aunt Softfurs distrust. Food was scarce after the storm, despite it being summer and a tree had fallen down in the area nearby the stream that Softfur enjoyed using as a sunbathing place.

Softfur was not happy and put all the blame on her sister's child.

Over the next weeks, even more bad luck came to the weasels.

A heat wave had dried down the stream to a tiny trickle, the warmth was unbearable and taking any refreshing baths was now impossible. Food was becoming scarce as well, with the small prey critters disappearing from the near-waterless area, forcing the weasels to venture farther away from their secure home every day. The older ones' moods began to drop and even Silkfur hesitatingly began to blame her child for their bad luck.

Their luck would completely run out on a cloudy day.

Hoping that the weather would change and bring rain, the three weasels had once again started a track early in the morning, following the stream in hopes of finding more water. They did not only find no bigger source of water, but came across a hungry fox. The weasels tried to flee, they had been careless and foolish with Softfur complaining all the time about Whiskernose, so that none of them had noticed the bigger predator approaching. In their panic, they had not noticed that their path back the stream was leading them towards a rockwall they had avoided on their way.

Now they were stuck.

Softfur quickly abandoned her sister and the young girl, scrambling up the wall as best as she could while her relatives tried to fight for their lives.

Her mother had distanced herself from Whiskernose, influenced by her own sister and her superstition, but when she saw the danger her daughter was in, Silkfur did not hesitate. Throwing herself at the fox, the older weasel scratched, bit and hissed in rage and desperation. Why had she listened to her sister? This little weasel girl was her daughter, of course she did not bring any bad luck!

Then the fox snapped her neck.

Terrified, Whiskernose watched the fox drop her mothers body and heard her aunt call out in sorrow.

But Softfur did not want to take care of her sister's child. After all, according to the older weasel, all of this was Whiskernoses fault. A cursed child that had only brought them bad luck and that should have never been born.

Glaring at the little one, Softfur leaped out of the deathtrap, leaving little Whiskernose to follow her mothers fate.

Unknowingly to Softfur, a white wolf was watching them…

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