Yulier

Willa (Grandmother, NPC)

Teagan (Sister)

Aeron and Harlow (Brothers, NPCs)

## Application Sheet

Yulier was an orange-brown furred she-wolf with vivid green eyes. Born outside of the Domain, she joined the pack of Mhor and reunited with her older sister, Teagan. Yulier served her pack as as Scourger until ultimately deciding to leave the pack during the Hive Wars. Yulier was created and RP'd by BlackWildHearts.

## Personality

* ***Cautiously Optimistic*.** After years of thinking the world is nothing but survival of the fittest, Yulier is happy to learn that not all wolves live that way. While still cautious of the world around her, afraid that it might all be a ruse, she holds onto hope that kind, compassionate souls do exist.
* ***Protective***. Yulier doesn’t give out trust easily, but when she does, she becomes very protective of those she lends her support to, and she’ll do anything to keep them from harm. Now that she’s found Mhor, her first pack, the first place she could ever truly call home, she’ll do anything to keep it safe.
* ***Distant and Guarded***. Finding it difficult to trust, Yulier keeps her distance from new faces, afraid that everything isn’t quite as it seems. She remains guarded, hoping to protect her heart from ever feeling the sting of abandonment again.
* ***Guilt-ridden**.* Despite her unwillingness to participate in her family’s deception, she still went along with it, leaving her guilt-ridden over the things she didn’t stop.
* ***Honest***. Exhausted by all the lies her family told, Yulier loathes lying, and liars, making her appear overly honest, or even blunt.
* ***Selfish***. Hardwired to put herself first, Yulier is working on dropping her bad habit of selfishness so she can be the kind person she wants to be.
* ***Compassionate***. Yulier hates to see the suffering of others, and if she can help it, she’ll do everything in her power to stop it.
* ***Respectful***. Growing up with strict parents, Yulier learned to be respectful of others, but especially her elders.

## Pre-Group History

Growing up in a family with low morals and a kill or be killed mentality wasn’t exactly easy.

The only pup to survive the cold winter months, Yulier was the last of Evander and Yona’s second litter. The two scheming lifelong loners had one other child, Aeron, her older brother, and soon-to-be tormentor.

From an early age, Yulier was raised on tricking the weak, and scavenging when there were no other options. *“It’s either them or us, Yulier. Never forget that.”* Her mother’s words were burned into her mind, a mantra that became a crutch she clung to in order to explain away the terrible things she helped her family do.

Stealing in order to survive. Family before all. Yulier learned quickly what she had to say and do in order to fit in with their small family pack. Tricks were their trade, beguiling lone wolves, or stealing the fresh kills of other, smaller, predators who couldn’t stand up to them. Nothing was above reproach. Her mother taught her that.

Injured moons ago, Yona had been left with a weak back left leg, making it difficult for her to run as fast as the rest of the family. But Yona never saw it as a disadvantage--if anything, it lended legitimacy to her schemes. Preying on the compassionate souls of the world, Yona used her own cubs to gain sympathy from packs, travellers, and other loners, while her mate stole away whatever he could carry.

That was probably the first time Yulier realized something was wrong. A mother shouldn’t use her cub to steal food, should she? In fact, the kind patrol they’d fooled had offered to take them in and feed them, to bring them before their leader and give them a chance at becoming a pack.

Yulier had marvelled at the idea, of a home, of a place where she didn’t need to fool the unsuspecting do-gooders of the domain. That marvel was met with cold disdain and a sneer. *“Are we not enough for you, Yulier?”* Father had asked. *“Ungrateful wretch,”* Mother had snapped. Yulier never understood what was so wrong with wanting a more mundane life. Living in one place, having a friend, it all seemed like a dream. A dream in which her parents promptly shattered.

Despite her upbringing, Yulier never fully understood why her family lived this way, or why they were so adamant that change would hurt them. She was sure that they should be able to provide for themselves. Each time her family left victims hurt, or in a dire situation, her heart would go out to them, guilt clawing at her insides, no matter how many times her parents told her this was the way of the world.

*“But why?”* she’d asked once. Why was the world like this? *“It just is.”*

As Yulier aged, growing into an adolescent wolf with awkward gangling limbs and floppy, oversized ears, her family only grew more cutthroat.

Blood soaked into the grass where her father took down a young loner with nothing but teeth and claws. The male wouldn’t give up his rabbit, and father wasn’t feeling particularly generous that day. Egged on by Aeron, as usual, her father had gone too far. All for a damned rabbit.

She couldn’t do it anymore. The bloodshed, the torment. They should be able to provide for themselves instead of stealing from others. It was time for her to go, time for her to test her skills and live on her own. Anything had to be better than living with this guilt… right?

*“You’ll be back.”*

They laughed when she told them she was leaving. They swore she’d be back one day, but Yulier was determined to at least try. So, she became a true lone wolf.

As fall passed, prey became scarce. With every breath that fogged the chill northern air, she grew hungrier and hungrier, her stomach aching until there was nothing left. Yulier quickly learned it took a lot more than strength of heart and mind to be a loner. Though she had skated by for some time, she hadn’t been prepared for the chill. But with the howl of winter came a horrible deep freeze, coating the lakes in ice and trees like glass. With the snow, prey vanished. Too weak to hunt, Yulier had failed. She didn’t have what it took to be a lone wolf. Maybe her parents were right after all. Maybe it had been a pipe dream to live without sacrificing any part of her soul.

With no other choice, Yulier returned to her family.

Their mocking was endless, but she was still proud of herself for trying. Even through their jeers, she could hold her head high because she had tried. Even if they had been right in the end.

Dragged back into her old life, Yulier quickly grew into a young adult. She had to harden her heart in order to stay, in order to push aside others for herself to survive. All the while she yearned for more, for something she couldn’t quite name. Maybe it was the words of the patrol wolves that came back to her, whispering to her of a better life, of a place where she could have a pack and a family without having to hurt people. Or maybe she’d just grown tired of not belonging. Either way, she had to fight to survive the only way she knew how--no matter how much it plagued her nights and riddled her sleep with nightmares.

As winter began to calm and the ice began to melt, Evander and Yona set their sights on a pair of wanderers passing through the valley. Despite the plentiful forest and the elk roaming the hills, they watched and waited, setting a trap for a trick that would feed them for weeks to come. They were patient, letting the wanderers search the land and find their prey. They chose a young elk that had separated from its herd and followed it into the trees.

Meanwhile, Aeron stirred a bear from hibernation and led it into the valley. Despite the bear’s initial sluggishness, it grew enraged quickly, and gained on her brother. Just as they broke through the trees to the fresh kill the wanderers had made, the bear caught Aeron’s flank in its claws, sending him careening into a nearby tree.

Evander was quick to defend his son, but a wolf was no match for an angry bear. While the bear attacked the two males, the wanderers fled, along with her mother, leaving Yulier alone to escape by the skin of her teeth.

Alone. She was alone now. Though she’d first tried to follow her mother’s trail, it was no good. Her scent was swept away by the river, a tactic her family had taught her well.

Abandoned by her family, Yulier wandered alone through the hills and north into the forest. What else could she do? She was alone now. Her only attempt at being a lone wolf had ended in incredible failure. But what else could she do? Seeking safety in the dense trees, she continued aimlessly, travelling despite her mounting hunger.

Only when she came to another river did she decide she might as well cross it. The land to the north was out of its frost and growing quickly into lush greens. If anywhere would have something to eat, it’d be there. In a last ditch effort to find something to eat, Yulier struggled across the river, soaking through her dense fur and chilling herself to the bone.

Weak from starvation, she could barely pull herself from the water. Collapsing on the rocky riverbank, she opened her eyes to find corpses, dead prey left for the crows.

She’d never seen anything like it before.

Terrified, Yulier is frozen. She’d drown if she tried to cross the river again, but whatever had left these bodies wasn't something she wanted to mess with. Before she could make a decision, an unfamiliar wolf with white and black fur emerged from the forest, bringing with her a packmate. She’d later come to know her as Faolan, but first, the she-wolf had questions.

*“Are you okay?”*

She blinked in surprise, replaying the simple question in her head. Yulier didn’t think anyone had ever asked her that before.

After a short conversation with the wolves, Faolan brought her something to eat, explaining that Yulier had stumbled into Mhor territory. For a wolf that had known nothing but selfish torment for her short life, the pack Faolan described sounded too good to be true. With corpses as her welcome, Yulier was skeptical, but willing to give the kind wolves a chance.

Curious, Yulier tried to stem the hope beginning to fill her. She’d always known there had to be kind wolves out there, but maybe--just maybe--she could find a pack of her own.

Following Faolan and her packmate to what they called Aewen’s Court, they introduced her to their pack leader, Rowena, who will decide her fate.

## Group History

Faolan and her companion, Cahal, were the ones to discover Yulier and bring her to Aewen's Court. Yulier was offered the opportunity to join the pack, after she recovered from her near-starvation. Yulier was overjoyed at the prospect of being part of a pack again, and quickly completed her Consecution.

She stuck close to Faolan and her sister Aislin in her early days, learning from the black-and-white female everything she could. She accompanied Faolan on a scouting trip, to learn more about the strange white wolves haunting the borders, and they found evidence of their violent behavior - rotting corpses of wolves. They returned to report their findings, and shortly thereafter, Yulier decided to take her first Oath - to become a Scourger.

Despite learning how to defend herself and her packmates, Yulier was still scared out of her wits (reasonably so!) when she came face-to-face with a living, breathing, snarling Hive wolf! Caught off-guard and alone, Yulier fled, running as fast as she could to get away from the beast - and managing to come away unscathed.

On another occasion, Yulier and Aislin were out near the borders when a friendly stranger called out to them. Yulier, upon seeing the colors of the wolf's coat, immediately felt enraged - *Yona*, her *mother.* She didn't want anything to do with her mother, the reason so much had gone wrong. Aislin was ready to defend her friend. However, upon getting closer, Yulier realized, with a sickening feeling, that it wasn't her mother. The wolf's eyes were a different color. They managed to establish that they were siblings, before Yulier and Aislin suggested they return to Aewen's Court in order to get the full story from one another.

They managed to avoid each other for a short time, but eventually ended up patrolling together. Teagan asked if they were ever going to talk, really *talk*, about what had happened in their past, but Yulier wasn't interested. The two would be forced to work together, though, when attacked by a Hive drone at the top of a cliff. They managed to save one another's hides, and left the situation a *little* friendlier than before.

She got to grow more comfortable with the rest of her pack, too, having their backs on excursions in the territory, made more dangerous by the presence of the Hive. Once, while out with Myrrine, Wenlock, and Reiwen, they came upon a Hive drone. They raced after it to chase it from their territory, only to be stunned - and sickened - when it leapt from a cliff, taking its own life, seemingly without reason. What kind of senselessness was this? Yulier was highly disturbed, as were her patrol-mates.

This went on long enough. After a close encounter with Hive wolves at the southern border, where Yulier, Maeve, and Aislin rescued a loner named Braigiel and brought her back to the Court for healing, Yulier was convinced something would need to happen. Surely Rowena would come up with a plan! Attacks on patrols grew more frequent, and Rowena called her packmates to action. They would join the pack Chandor, to fight the Hive. Yulier was a bit uncertain, but when her gaze fell upon Teagan, she stood fast with resolve. She might be estranged from her sister, but she wasn't going to let the Hive rip them apart. She would *fight.* For her family - her adoptive Mhor family, and her blood family.

They never got the chance to take the fight directly to the Hive.

The Hive attacked Mhor on their own territory, and Yulier fought with ferocity. She would show the beasts no mercy. As they were starting to become overwhelmed, Rowena called to her, and Matthias and Serren as well. She had a plan. The four wolves worked together to break the dam and turn the tide in their favor! It was risky, but paid off in spades. She almost didn't survive to see their pack recover, though - in the midst of the battle, Yulier was nearly killed by a huge Hive wolf, only barely rescued by Faolan! She was extremely grateful for her first friend in the pack.

How would she tell Faolan that Rowena had gone missing in the deluge?

Ultimately, the news would be shared, but not by Yulier. The orange-furred she-wolf disappeared from her pack shortly after the battle, and hasn't been seen in the Domain since.

## Trivia

* Teagan left the pack to search for Yulier, determined not to lose her sister again.

## Quotes

* "I know what happened! You *left*. You left me and Aeron with those *monsters*. And now you come sliding back into my life, pretending like nothing happened, like you didn’t abandon me." (to Teagan, *So, We Gonna Talk Like Grown-ups?*)

## External Links

* Official Application Sheet
* BlackWildHeart's deviantART Gallery