Rezsõ
| Rezsõ | |
|---|---|
| IC Information | |
| Nicknames: | Wolfy |
| Race: | Wolfgirl (Langnyanniichuan blessed) |
| Gender/Sexuality: | Female/Lesbian |
| Age: | 19 |
| Birthdate: | October 31, 1989 |
| Birthplace: | Colorado Wilderness, USA |
| Height: | 6'1" |
| Hair Color: | Brown w/ Grey |
| Eye Color: | Pale Green |
| Residence: | Unknown |
| Romantic Status: | Polyamory/Single |
| Preferences | |
| Hobbies: | Lingering about Inishie Volcano |
| Likes: | Unknown |
| Dislikes: | Unknown |
| OOC |Info | |
| Source: | Original Character |
Rezsõ is a chaotically geared wolf that enjoys toying with the few human villagers she encounters.
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Appearance
A rather imposing woman with wolf-like features. Rezsõ appears to be in her mid to late twenties though her serious piercing gaze suggests a much longer existence on this earth. A shaggy mane of dark earth-colored hair tumbles over her shoulders and down to the small of her back. Towards the end of the tips the predominantly dark brown color blends seamlessly into a soft snow-gray hue. Several uneven strips of this hair color frame the woman's angular face, jagged bangs oftentimes fall in front of her hardened jade-hued eyes. These eyes are slanted in a very fox-like manner and the pupils have been ringed in a very slender ring of gold. One of the few defining characteristics that really sets Rezsõ apart from the pack is the large winding scar that mars the right side of her face. A deep scar that is impossible to ignore has been gouged into the woman's face, causing her mouth to be quirked in a perpetually lopsided grin, though oftentimes humorless one.
The wolf Rezsõ has donned more fitting clothes for travel through the more populated areas of the world. She has collected a formless black over-shirt and dark brown leggings from somewhere for her outfit. Her rather scruffy looking ears and crooked tail are in plain view. There are also no shoes on her feet
Personality
The wolf Rezsõ is a very chaotically geared woman. She finds no greater pleasure than subtly manipulating a person over a lengthy period of time and changing key points of their personality just for fun. Mind games and leaving confusing riddles for people to ponder over come second to her first greatest enjoyment. If a person is not strongly set in their values and beliefs it would be best to avoid one such as this wolf.
Biography
The Wolf Child
| OOC Notes |
| These stories, unless mentioned directly by the wolf, are not IC knowledge. |
Colorado Wilderness: 1996
Far removed from society as a whole was an abandoned child with no name. The girl had no recollection of how she came to the vast forested wilderness of the Colorado mountains. The few bare facts that she knew of were her age, 7, and that she was very different from the other beings who lived in the forest. Instead of fur and paws, she had smooth skin with hands and feet. Rezsõ did not have a tail or ears, like some of the animals there, but she did have teeth and eyes and if her nails grew out long enough, what qualified as claws. The girl learned what she could eat and what she could not through trial and error, tending to stick to mushrooms and berry bushes during the summer, stockpiling food during autumn, and hunting to supplement her stores during the winter. It was a joy for each small discovery she made, such as how to fish, or which rocks when struck together created a bright flickering heat that was good to cook food over. Several seasons passed before the girl met what would greatly change her already vastly skewed view of life.
Inala, a large timber wolf who was roaming the forests in search of food for her own pack, happened upon the strange and gangly creature that was the unnamed human girl. In such wilderness yet untouched by human hands, this was her first encounter with such a thing as a human. There had been times when she prowled along freshly cut trails that had the scent as the girl before her did, but she never lingered there long, as did none of her pack. Just the smell of the human caused her hackles to rise and a deep growl to well up within her chest.
Rezsõ looked back just in time to see the descending shadow of the wolf as it leapt upon her. It was then that she remembered what it was to scream. The human girl clawed back and fought Inala tooth and nail, but was no match for such a brutal predator. In the end, Inala managed to leave a heavy reminder slashed across the girl's face, and several other deep wounds carved into her body. The only thing that caused the attack to stop was yet another act of violence in the forest.
The cry of Inala's pups and the howls of the other grown adult wolves brought her running. The den had been raided when the adults had been out hunting. Three out of the seven pups had died. Two out of the remaining four were badly hurt. Despite her own injuries, Rezsõ couldn't ignore the deep melancholy howling and came limping after. The sight of the wolves gathered together sharing their sorrow struck a deep chord within her. Such a bond that she had never seen or ever experienced before.
Even though Inala and the other wolves growled and snapped at the frightened girl, it didn't stop her from walking straight into the den and tending to the two hurt wolves as best as she could. She wanted to share apart of this group and their bond, to learn, and to love. It was through her crude use of several medicinal herbs that the pups were saved. Through the long nights of tending to them Rezsõ gained not only their affection but the respect of the den and, more importantly, Inala's trust. For many seasons afterwards, it was Inala who the girl looked to as her main guiding force in the forest, helping her slowly adjust even more to the harsh climate and the struggle of survival; not as a human, but as a wolf.
Twenty seasons passed and Rezsõ had grown into her role as the dominate alpha female besides the wise elder Inala. The pups she had saved so long ago had grown to become strong loyal guardians of the den. It was on a routine hunt that the greatest loss the pack had ever suffered happened.
A simple misstep on a well traveled trail sent the human woman spiraling over the side of the cliff face. The impact did not hurt as much as half the injuries she had suffered over the years. Neither did watching as the earth shook, sending Inala howling soundlessly down after her and, after a seemless eternity, landing besides her with a dull resonating thud. A wolf or two followed in the same macabre falling dance, paws scrambling for purchase upon the empty air but ultimately failing to save their lives. And it was thus that the pack's main strength died at the bottom of the cliff, staring up sightlessly at the empty dark night sky.
The Gift of Life
The sensation of cold rain droplets was what brought Rezsõ to consciousness. When she opened her eyes it was to the sight of a strange new sky and a forest of night. Inala lay besides her form, though younger and more refreshed. Her brothers and sisters, her nephews and nieces, had been reduced to pup form. What seemed strange was the different fur color her pack had undergone. Instead of the coarse gray fur that usually covered their bodies a softer pale tan fur had taken hold in it's place. Bringing a hand up to her face, the rippling indention of the scar which split the skin of her cheek and caused her mouth to be pulled up in a lopsided smile brought back a surge of memories.
Her past life.
Her hunting grounds that had taken years of establish. Her pack and den which she would have died protecting. It had all been snatched away by happenstance. An earthquake causing the path to be less stable than it would have otherwise been. The sensation of dying asides her family.
Rezsõ and the remaining three wolves, once they awoke, prowled the forests of the foothills at a loss of what to do. Eventually Inala found the drastically reduced pack a new den in a small cavern on Inishie's slopes. How could she know of the danger of eruptions?
It is here that the pack is slowly adjusting to Yuriban culture. In her reincarnation, Rezsõ has been granted the gift of human speech, and her own wolf-like form. But this new wolfish woman has grown bitter over the things that had been taken from her, despite the new gifts she had been given. Her dealings with humans are something she tends to detest, but instead of outright snarling at what she considers prey, Rezsõ instead prefers a more subtle form of attack. One that uses words and what some call 'emotions'. It is here that her story stops, just unfolding upon this new island where life was granted to her once more. What is to come remains to be seen.
Relationships
| OOC Notes |
| If you see anythin' wrong with these statements, or want to be added, feel free to drop me a @mail on the Mush. |
Acquaintances
These are people whom the wolf has run across during her scouring of the island. They range from a few brief encounters to daily interaction though the latter is highly doubtful.
- Illistyl - A woman who happened across Rezsõ during her first few days on the island. This is before she had established a den with the pack.
Friends
These are people whom Rezsõ has felt a strong connection to during her scouring of the island.
Family
The wolf's entire family, adopted and blood, that is on Yuriba Island.
- Inala - The wolf that followed after Rezsõ's untimely path into the new world.
Romantic Interests
These are all people Rezsõ has either claimed as a romantic interest, girlfriend, or more, both past and present.
...This is Rezsõ. C'mon. Of course it's going to be none.