Protects-The-Grass

**Protects-The-Grass** is a Black Fury.

## Biography

All the others could tell you were different from the time your eyes were open.

Unfortunately, they didn't take it very well. Your parents favored your littermates over you, and the rest of the pack followed suit.

You spent many of your days as a cub hungry, never given any food until the others had eaten, and sometimes punished for trying to sneak a little extra.

It wasn't much fun, but you accepted it as your lot. After all, someone had to be the omega.

Your First Change came when the beta female. fresh from challenging the alpha female's authority and still smarting from the loss, tried to make herself feel better by making you miserable.

Although your wolf instinct told you to not resist, the abuse woke a deeper instinct, one you’d never felt before.

You killed her before you knew what you were doing. Horrified, confused and ashamed, you bolted as far away from the pack as you could manage.

Your flight took you into human territory, where you skulked in the shadows and hid from the humans until your tribe-sisters caught up with you.

You were terrified of them, and never once questioned them when they addressed you in a strange half-wolf tongue (that you somehow understood) and commanded you to come with them.

They weren't happy that you'd killed one of their all-too rare wolf Kin, but they took you in all the same.

Thanks to your inborn intelligence, further motivated by your fear of offending these people, you were a quick study, learning your new role in the world with great speed. As you learned more and more about your new people, you started to understand just why you were born different, and that made you more at home.

Still, you kept finding things that continued to baffle you.

Everyone gets to breed---it's expected to breed---not just the alphas? Some humans deserved to be protected and others didn't? The elders encouraged you to keep asking questions--- it was good for your Ragabash nature, they claimed.

Even so, that felt uncomfortably like a challenge to you. And you don't really feel like it's your place to challenge your packmates and septmates--at least, not in the usual way.

You learned omega behavior from your time in the woods, and now it's conflicting with you relations with other Garou. your instinct tells you to defer to wolves that show more confidence than you, and that sometimes means you wind up displaying submissive behavior to males---something that infuriates your sisters in the tribe.

However, your Ragabash sensibilities are starting to show through, and you're starting to realize that your behavior might do more than irritate your sisters --- it might make them think about their defiance of wolf rules of dominance and submission.

You appear more wolf than werewolf, and your omega behavior puts some homids in mind of dogs. Act apologetic if your packmates seem tense or otherwise irritated, to the point of licking their mouths if they just won't settle down.

Roll over the blink of an eye, especially if there are any other Furies present. And if someone starts getting really irritated with your submissive behavior, ask them why---and make sure you get an answer that you're satisfied with.

**Equipment:** Bundle of donated human clothes, not much else.

## Stats

**Breed:** Lupus

**Auspice:** Ragabash

**Physical:** Strength 2, Dexterity 3, Stamina 2

**Social:** Charisma 2, Manipulation 4, Appearance 2

**Mental:** Perception 4, Intelligence 3, Wits 3

**Talents:** Alertness 1, Athletics 1, Brawl 1, Dodge 3, Empathy 1, Expression 2, Primal Urge 1, Subterfuge 3

**Skills:** Animal Ken 3, Performance 1, Stealth 2, Survival 3

**Knowledges:** Enigmas 1, Investigation 2, Linguistics 1, Medicine 1, Rituals 1

**Backgrounds:** Mentor 1, Pure Breed 1, Rites 1, Totem 2

**Gifts:** Hare's Leap, Scent of Running Water, Heightened Senses, Blur of the Milky Eye

**Rage:** 1

**Gnosis:** 5

**Willpower:** 4

**Tribal Weakness:** -1 DIFFICULTY TO FRENZY WHEN PROVOKED BY MEN