Myshka Soleil

``Name;; Myshka Soleil
``Nicknames;; none
``Age;; 19
``Gender;; female
``Species;; human/werewolf
``Magic? (Y/N);; none
``Home Country;; Ernym
``Sexual Orientation;; hetero

Appearance


``What does the Character look like?;;
Myshka stands at a long-legged 5'9", though you could never tell her exact body proportions due to the clothes she wears. Her soft, slender form is kept modest with very conservative gowns that often times only show her face and fingers. Her mid-back length, loosely waved silver hair is usually coiled up into a bun, or at least pulled out of her face. The image of innocence and modesty is only enhance by her glossy doe eyes that resemble a soft brown, almost purple, hue. Myshka's skin radiates a cool medium tone.

Her were-form resembles that of a large wolf with silver fur and black socks, tail tip, ears, and muzzle.


Personality

``Likes;; being alone for the most part, studying, helping others, the taste of alcohol, cooking, children, seeing other people happy

``Dislikes;; what she has become, getting angry, bloodlust, her inability to feel what she once could, talking about herself

``Strengths;; damaged nerve endings prevents her from feeling a whole lot, even pain, which makes her unhealthily resilient to damage. she has a natural innocent charisma about her despite her true nature. fast runner. amazing cook!

``Weaknessess;; again...damaged nerve endings means she can't feel very much, when angered she becomes her true form, physically weak as human,

``Fears;; being hunted, making friends, never being cured, forever alone

``Secrets;; she is a werewolf

``Personality;; What are they like?

Myshka is a sweetheart and a push over. She is young and naive, but thankfully...not stupid. She finds joy and beauty in nature and in the happiness of those around her. However, she tends to be insecure about herself and the way other perceive her. She has a love-hate relationship with what she has become. In her current position, she requires herself to remain modest and with good behavior. She is shy, does not speak unless spoken to, and always presents herself as a true young lady. However, with her were-form, she is carnal and simple. Eat, kill, done. The rage she is able to feel with changing or in her were-form is a release of its own, no matter how much she despises it. It's like a drug for her.

She is religious, but not pushy. If someone wants to hear what she has to say, then she says it, though she avoids arguments as much as possible.

``History;;

Myshka was bitten by a werewolf when she was sixteen years old. After feeding the chickens at her Mistress's home one cold evening, she came across a man writhing with pain on the path floor. He told her to leave him alone, but how could she? He needed her help! His skin appeared to be ripping and bleeding and she assumed he had been bitten by some animal and maybe was contracting rabies. She tried to help him up at which he struck her in the head with his fist in an attempt to get her to leave. Within moments, he was upon her in the form a great wolf. She screamed out in pain and terror as he mauled her and dragged her across the forest floor, alerting the other servants of the Lady's home. By the time they made it to her rescue, the wolf had clamped down onto the back of her neck, near the base of her skull. Pitchforks slashed and soon, the beast scampered off into the dense forest. Luck was on her side that night, as a healer had been staying that night to deal with the Lady's ailments (a cold). Weeks passed, but Myshka made it out ok. She managed to only gain some scars and trauma, permanent damage to her nervous system from the neck bite...and oh yeah, she was a werewolf now.

Her memory at the time was hazy from the multiple blows to the head, so mention of a man-beast attacking her was disregarded. It was when she had her first transformation did her life officially make a change for the worse. Just a month after the incident, she felt compelled to deliver a sermon to the poor folk in one of the villages down the way from the manor she worked in. Through her years of service, she had worked as a governess, a maid, and more. While her words were well-received...she was still a pretty, young thing. To three older men, there was much more to be "well-received". They followed her on her way home and attacked. In a fit of fear and anger, her wild rage was unleashed in the form of a large beast.

She killed them all.

Her eyes opened to find herself naked and soaked in blood in the stables of her Lady. The woman in mention was crouched over her, patting her with a blanket and desperately whispering for her to wake up. Her Lady knew of the incident. How, Myshka never knew. Nevertheless, the gentle woman and several other servants hurriedly packed Myshka's things for her and dragged her inside the manor, washing her and saying sweet things. The young girl could say nothing for she was still confused, but knew she had done something very wrong.

She was placed on a copper horse and told to leave and never return and to never speak of this place again. Her Lady cried and gave her one more hug before another rider led Myshka and the steed into the safety of the woods.

Myshka left the country and traveled around, taking on different odd jobs. It was only until a few months ago did she find herself in control enough to take on being a governess again. Prior to, she feared losing herself around the children and hurting them...or worse. Now, she resides in the Republic of Luxor, staying low key. She lives in a small, abandoned house of worship that she transformed into a modest little home. There she holds small sermons for those villagers interested and even makes house calls for prayer, blessings, or lessons for children. When she gets her urges, she locks herself inside one of the empty rooms or takes herself deep into the wilderness as to avoid hurting anyone. She's been living in the Republic for quite some time now, and rather likes it there. She doesn't really want to screw anything up now!

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