Vieste

Morrigan, Ghislaine, and Siren (Adoptive Children)

Ivar, Eris, Judith, Theodosia, Ophion, and Amon (Stepchildren)

Vieste is a red-furred she-wolf, mate to the Mistress of Vektren, Nimh, and mother to several of Vektren's loyal servants - Honiahaka, Azalea, and Akai Hoseki. She serves as foster mother to most of the pack's whelps as well, and played a key role in raising Morrigan and Ghislaine, along with their pups and the pups of her mate - Ivar, Eris, Theodosia, Judith, Amon, and Ophion. The last pup she adopted was little Siren! She was created and RP'd by AgentSpicy-BBEFUBAR.

## Personality

* ***Ambitious***. Vieste has always wanted power and fame. It drives her soul to do work. Her own ambition to succeed and have her name shine is defining of her. Whatever it takes it will happen.
* ***Sexual.*** Sex. This wolf loves her sex. She knows how to use her body to get what is needed and she is not above using her feminine wiles to acquire what is needed to complete a mission.
* ***Inviting.*** She is a soft wolf. Always seemingly warm and inviting. She has a soft spot for pups and she is always willing to lend and ear to her packmates uses this talent on targets to lure them closer.
* ***Cunning.*** Stupid? Not in this wolf’s vocabulary. Vieste suffers from remembering everything. Every detail, every lesson is engraved upon her brain like a hot iron brand. She knows how to work the system and bend it to her will for the benefit of the pack and of the voices in her head.
* ***Dedicated and religious.*** Though not born into the cult Vieste was quickly baptized into it. She enjoys the cult and loves that a father and mother adore her as long as she is dedicated to them. Thus- every waking moment in a mission is dedicated to her “parents”.
* ***Protective***. Vieste life is hard. Every harsh word and painful punishment haunts her waking world. When she sees her pack, how they are shunned for being different (like she was) a huge lion of protection graces the world as she (in her mind) righteously and systematically protects those in her pack and those she loves.
* ***Calculating.*** All sides are seen. Every plan has a backup in there as well. Nothing is left out. Not one single detail. She would not be alive if not for seeing the danger signs.
* ***Tactical***. Again not being a stupid wolf- she sees when it is a good to go situation and when to back off. It’s a gift.

## Pre-Group History

Vieste was born in a pack that celebrated the shunned ones to two of the highest priests. So sacrificing the unworthy to them and burying their hearts was nothing new. Except the pack would sacrifice one of their own as well. Her own mother had been chosen by the high priest and Vieste, at a young age had to watch her mother being cut open and sacrificed, her heart given to the alpha to bury by the giant oak in the middle of the den.

Covered in blood the high priest turned to Vieste with a cruel grin and said she would fulfill the same role one day as well. Thus the first crack was splintered in the young wolf’s soul. After all it's super creepy to see your father looking at you like a hare in the snake’s jaws.

Life went on, the rituals coming and going before she was thrown into training. Training to be a warrior of the night mother. At this age (1) Vieste began hearing voices. Little whispers in her ears. Leading and consoling her, soothing her when her father would beat her for not being as grand as her brothers. Vieste began listening…and then she began exceling. Her mentors were in awe. The smallest whelp, the misbegotten of the high priest was now a shining star amongst the best.

The time came when it was time to shine further. Her father had divined that the Father and mother needed more hearts and this she and the unproven went to find a pack to destroy. A pack of nonbelievers. Vieste walked amongst them for months, smiles and teeth as a hunter before she would lead the guards away one night in a flirty chase only to kill them one by one amongst the canyon, never to be found on the rocks. She came back and set the wolves amongst the sheep, laughing in glee as her brothers and other unproven destroyed the non believers.

Returning to her father with hearts galore she was welcomed with open arms and she was now a proven amongst them. A year flew by when suddenly a dark loner trespassed and Vieste was to end him.

Yet she didn't.

Instead she fell for him. Passion was set and she was suddenly left in the dust. How cliche. Her father caught wind of her activities and deemed her an abomination. Set to die, Vieste fled at the bidding of the voices in her head, looking for her lover.

What she didn't know was that she was pregnant with his spawn. On the run she gave birth to a litter of four runts. She could not care for them safely and she dispatched them by burning them whole by an oak tree and fled.

However her nose lead her to a paradise. The cult lived. The herald was true. Vieste fell upon Vektren with puppyish glee. Bending on foreleg to Hekate as her herald and even in more glee as the voices whispered a name.

Janus.

Well it was time for tickles indeed.

## Trivia

* Vieste used to be a warrior, the one they would send in to seduce and silence guards before letting open the gates to let her old back come in and destroy the pack.
* Loves rabbits and fermented fruit.
* Loves saying babe, honey, and doll in a southern drawl.
* “Time for tickles” is what she says the most - normally before she slices someone's throat.
* Her tail was bitten off by Janus in a fit of madness - before his disappearance/death, she would twitch her remaining tail stump when talking to him to remind him of what he did to her.

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