Description
PETRA
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NAME: Petra
Pronunciation: PEHT-ra
Titles(s): Wolfclaw Petra
GENDER: Doe (AFAB)
Pronouns: she/her/hers
AGE: Adult (about 10 years)
Date of Joining: 02/03/24
PHYSICAL
Species: Common Deer (Reminiscent of a Mule Deer and Elk)
Height: 3.5ft (42in) / 1.07m
Description: Petra is a sturdy, muscular doe, with long, coarse fur on her chest and critical green eyes. Her face is stone and brow narrowed, with an intense gaze so brimming with passion that those who are fickle may just crumble at the sight.
Voice: Strong, feminine.
Scars/Disabilities: Notch in ear-tip.
Notable Details: Dark spots.
HERD: Elysium
Task: Mentor
Rank: Claw
RELATIONSHIPS:
Family: Kosa, Fern, Vonah (Daughters), Ambrosia (Granddaughter) Nepheli (Daughter-in-law).
Mate(s): Pahoe, (???),
Orientation: Homosexual.
Allies: All of Elysium.
Close friends: None, yet.
PERSONALITY:
Alignment: Lawful Neutral. (Capricorn)
Hardworking - Practical - Clever - Persistent
Ambitious - Organized - Proud - Private
Insensitive - Blunt - Stubborn
Above all, it is order that governs our lives, and every individual has a responsibility to uphold the law. This is something Petra considers fact, and holds herself and all those around her to this standard. Survival is paramount, and one must overcome one’s natural fear, rise above, and fight. She worked hard in her life to maintain this opinion, and believes that -- with hard work-- all others can achieve the same.
Petra, despite her thorny exterior, has a warm heart. While that may manifest as pushing those she loves extra hard, holding all those around her to a high standard, and upholding her way of life as the supreme law, she has a unique way of finding the best in every deer and forcing that to come out.
Those close to her may be graced with a slight smile, a loving glance -- she is not too proud to shy away from a wee smirk or a tender touch to betray her true feelings. Love is not weakness, it is the greatest power a deer can have: it drives one to FIGHT.
PRE-GROUP HISTORY:
A tempest was upon her, tossing the branches and rushing through the reeds. She had not yet learned to fear wolves, the wind’s howl was enough. Was it fear or cold that licked her to hold her still? She did not know. Even as the dirt slowly became mud, she did not dare to move.
That was Petra’s earliest memory: fear. A lonely fawn, jostled by the storm and unable to hold her eyes open against the elements, no matter how much her brain screamed at her to stay alert.
Her mother had died two days before. But she had instructed her daughter to stay put. Soon, however, hunger overtook her. She began to wander, still shaking, nose twitching in an idle effort to find hope. There she found a herd, who embraced her and sheltered her from the cold. The leader, Taa’heso, celebrated her tenacity, and offered her shelter among them.
There, as a member of Elysium, she spent her childhood. Her brow furrowed, she devoted herself to living by Elysium’s philosophy and protecting its way of life. A fearful deer was a dead deer, and to die a coward is to be disgraced. She would not die a coward. Swift on her feet and a diligent guardian for the members of her herd, Petra grew into a promising young Sentry Whelp, then Claw, and before long, Fang.
Her devotion was admirable, though some of the more affable youths disliked her aloof and stalwart attitude. Those close to her, however, saw a great ambition within her: she was destined for great things, and she was going to do everything in her power to obtain that which she sought.
There was, however, a loneliness about her. As the seasons went by-- and with it, new sets of fawns-- she came to a realization. In her life, among her great ambitions, she wanted to mother fawns.
An opportunity would present itself. Pahoe had taken the helm of leadership in wake of his father’s death, and would need an heir. Though they grew up together, Petra and Pahoe had never been close; in fact, many times, she found him irritating. He, in her opinion, did not properly encapsulate Elysium’s values. But he was the leader of Elysium, and a strong, healthy deer. If her kin were the next heirs to Elysium, she would be happy.
Without prior conversation, she presented Pahoe with the idea: his kin would be blessed with their joint strength and dignity, and his birthright. The upfrontness surprised him, but upon considering the idea, he agreed. He was aging. They would not be wed, but they would perform this transaction for the benefit of their herd.
Come the following year, she presented Pahoe with twins. A tenderness had awoken within Petra. Her Kosa and Fern. They were proper members of Elysium, and she made sure to feed them stories of their grandfather’s glory, even when Pahoe seemed to distance himself from them.
As they grew, she feared that Fern was weak to the ancient fear, and regarded her closely. By the time she was a yearling, however, she showed herself to be a proper deer by hunting and killing a fox. Her true pride, however, was Kosa. The young deer-- large, strong, and sturdy, showed no weakness as she tore through the territory. A true embodiment of an Elysiumian. Petra stood behind her daughter at the challenge of Pahoe, and was grateful to see her first granddaughter Ambrosia born under Kosa’s leadership.
The following year, her youngest daughter Vonah was born. Petra knew that she had given Vonah a gift of strong genetics, but the rest would have to be trained. As with her sisters before her, Petra vowed to teach Vonah -- and all other deer who were willing to listen-- the ways of overcoming fear and how to be a proper deer.
OTHER:
Extras:
Medallions: (tba)
Theme song: (none)
With her daughter Kosa’s discovery of her MtF identity, Petra wondered about her own. It took one last encounter with a sturdy, stray stag for her to realize she felt no attraction with stags, and a draw towards does. She’s GAY.
Roleplay Info:
Timezone: Mountain Time (MT)
Roleplay Methods: Docs, Discord, Skype, (other? ask me!)
Rating: Anything but NSFW, swearing and gore totally okay!
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