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Svajone || Bera

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Published: Sep 13, 2018

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_{BITEY BABY IS HERE}

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-----| Basic Information |-----

Name: Bera

[BEAR - uh] - Icelandic - "Bear"

"Bear"
"Bera-Bear"

Gender: Female

Age: Pup | 0.4 yrs

Height: 36cm | 14"

Weight: 13kg | 29lb

Voice: Lacey Chabert [pup] | WIP [Adult]

_{✿ Perky
✿ Has a rough edge
✿ Often accentuated with a growl-ish rumbling
✿ Very loud}

Build:
Stocky body
Muscular frame
Extremely large paws
Wild, unkempt fur
Long fur on her snout
Thick legs
Short, rounded tail
Small oval ears
Thick brows
Protruding fangs

Territory: Tundes

Rank: N/A [Prospective Einar]

Abilities
N/A

Scent: Musk
Moon Phase: First Quarter Moon [Birch]

-----| Personal Information |-----

ESTP-A

| | Neutral | | | Positive | | | Negative |

Feisty

Lively and imbued with an innate sass, Bera's feistiness holds no bounds. She is cheeky towards her elders, with the (occasional)
exception of Yetta, and her peers, and is always looking for trouble and adventure. She is also quite aggressive, but not angrily
so nor with malicious intent, simply just vocal and passionate in her thoughts and love of fighting, to the point of being a bit
unknowingly abrasive at times.

Blithe

Bera wouldn't know angst if it pinned her to the dirt and bit at her face. She shows a strange cheeriness in all situations, no matter how
depressing or dangerous, and is rarely troubled by the events that befall her. Some may call her recklessly heedless or thoughtless, and
while that can be true to some extent she is not dumb nor obtuse, rather, Bera views the world through rose-tinted eyes and simply dislikes
acknowledging the bad.

Boisterous

This young pup holds the pep and energy of ten wolves. She is always on the go, excited by everything around her, and always holds a spirited
and jovial demeanour. Unfortunately, she does not know the meaning of quiet or relaxation, and thus is extremely rowdy and disorderly, often
times shattering the mere notion of tranquillity, restraint, and discipline within a few seconds or her appearance.

Passionate

Exceedingly intense is a common phrase to describe Bera, as the young wolf has a very "think with your heart" attitude to life. If she wants to
accomplish something, she can and will do it - or at least put in an immeasurable amount of effort trying. Similarly, she is very open with her
emotions and is not afraid to let others know how she is feeling, nor does she bend the truth, lie, or mince words; passionate about honesty as a virtue.
This also means she somewhat lacks tact and will be quite blunt and direct with her words and actions, and candid with thoughts, especially when
it comes to her friends and, on the opposite side of the spectrum, those she dislikes.

Playful

Her boisterousness and pluckiness make Bera a very playful pup. She is hardly serious and enjoys messing around, especially enjoying frequent play-fights.
She regularly "attacks" her peers and elders with a pounce to engage a wrestling match, and remeains in good spirits even if she loses. Her obscene
amount of muscle and strength for a pup her age, as well as her tendency to greet with soft-mouthed bites, has earned Bera the nicknames "Bera-bear"
and "Bitey Bera" or just simply "Bear."

Plucky/Bold

Brave and adventurous, Bera is a fearless soul - stupidly fearless, some might say. She's fully willing to stand up to wolves and predators ten times her
size and faces down any adversity with sheer determination and willpower, unlikely to falter. Ber She is also always seeking out risks and adventure
whenever she's able.

Impulsive/Risk-taking

Bera has no sense of danger or safety. Her bold nature, fearlessness, and predisposition for thinking with her heart over her mind has gotten Bera into
trouble multiple times over her short life. She will willingly jump into battle at a moment's notice, in fact, it tends to be her first reation when angered,
especially if the subject of her ire has insulted friends or family. Somewhat of an adrenaline junkie, Bera also occasionally does things just for the thrill
of it.

Fight-Happy

Do you want to fight? No? Well too bad, because Bera does! "I'm Bera, wanna fight?" is a comment introduction from her, and the offer also crops up
during play. Unfortunately, this extends into less cheery situations as well, as was priorly mentioned, Bera jumps into battle with little persuasion and
can be insanely aggressive when taunted. Due to this, she is noted to have tunnel-vision in combat.

Troublemaker/Impish

As a pup, Bera is too cheeky for her own good. Quite the little ruffian, she enjoys making trouble and hapless pranks and loves to cause, in her mind,
innocent mischief. Because of this, she may be very irritating to wolves who do not enjoy, or are willing to tolerate, such behaviour.

Pre-group History

_{Bera was the unintended product of a short affair.
Her mother, Alizeh, naive and wide-eyed as she was, easily fell to the charms of the attractive and alluring Immanuel, and through their one-night union came unforetold fruit, something
that only resulted in heartbreak when she could not find her lover to announce it beyond their first night. Unfortunately, Immanuel was not the only wolf to easily seduce Alizeh into their
grasp, as Malaysia, yet another stunningly convincing wolf, was also quick to wrap her claws around the impressionable young female in her world of magic and gods. So, when the red
pariah commanded they finally reap the rewards of their ancestors, the pregnant she-wolf was not intent on arguing.

Her heart leapt in throws when, as she ingested their strange prey, her forbidden fling appeared to dedicate himself to her leader. In emotion-fueled excitement, she immediately sped to
Immanuel to announce her pregnancy. His enthusiastic response pleased her, but it was the second, intrigued response from Malaysia that caught her off-guard. The crimson she-wolf
seemed remarkably fascinated by the news, moreso than would be normal, but Alizeh was too happy to notice such oddity at the time. When the new pack headed north, Immanuel by
the young female's side, it seemed as if there were blue skies ahead - her flawless little family.

And there, within the confines of their new home, Bera was born, and the presence of the new life she'd given began to invoke changes within the mother. At first, everything was perfect;
Immanuel treated her as if she had the blood of the gods in her veins, waiting on her every need and comfort, and showering her with adoration, but then their pup was born and while
he seemed genuinely delighted after, her pseudo mate soon began to slack off, no longer willingly giving the affection she had become accustomed to and only helping out with their daughter
on his own rare whim. On the opposite side, however, Malaysia only grew more attentive. The she-wolf had sparsely checked in during Alizeh's gestation, but post-birth, her leader's visits
became more frequent, and it was this that began to teeter the scales of the new mother's loyalty. Malaysia did not come to play with or coo at her baby as a few of her other packmates
had done, no, she simply sat and stared, studying the small pup with fixed, intense eyes, then after asking a few questions about Bera's status, would leave as cryptically as she'd arrived.

Then one night, just barely after her daughter had begun to wean, Alizeh overheard Malaysia talking about Bera and her interest in her - a pup that had fed on the blood of humans in the
womb, one of the first in generations. The mother's mind was set; she needed to get her daughter back to Tundes.

Her head start had only been mere minutes before Malaysia had ordered wolves after her. She ran, heart threatening jump from her chest with each pound, Bera squirming and crying
in her jaws. They were getting too close, Alizeh had only just crossed the Tundes' border when she realised that they wouldn't reach the pack in time, so with tear-burnt eyes and a
sorrowful whimper, the brownish female darted off the path, using her precious remaining seconds to stash her beloved daughter in a hollow tree trunk, having no time for goodbyes
before she raced back into her pursuers' view, her final breaths spent leading them astray from Bera.

The small, mewling pup, too young to understand what was happening and too terrified to move, remained curled in the tree's base for an uncountable time until her cries caught the
ear of Yetta, who, unable to leave the young thing despite - or perhaps in spite of - her obvious Kol scent, masked her smell then brought her home, where she received her name
and began to grow, unaware of the past.}

Group History

N/A

-----| Relationships |-----

Family

[Parents]
_{Immanuel [Father], Alizeh [Mother; deceased]
Yetta [Caregiver; Adoptive Maternal Figure]}

[Siblings]
N/A

[Other]
_{Windmourn [Uncle], Hotch [Paternal Cousin; 1r]
Gethen [Maternal Cousin], Elvar [Maternal Cousin]
Rhea [Adoptive Aunt]}

[Mate]
_N/A

[Offspring]
_N/A

Sexual Orientation: Too Young
Romantic Orientation: Too Young

Type:
Too Young

Sexual History: Too Young

Romantic Experience: Too Young