"Whether we fall by ambition, blood, or lust, like diamonds we are cut with our own dust."
- John Webster
x Biologically female and identifies as such. A few characteristics of the female seem distinctly masculine to some, though they are more the result of upbringing and dominate, matriarchal hyena influences. Still, not offended to come across as male in the slightest.
x Highly desensitized to violence and death. In fact, the prospect of it usually stirs up a twisted sort of excitement. This depends on the situation of course.
x Trickster and trouble-maker at heart with a childlike playfulness at times. Knows there's a time and a place and can sober up quickly.
x Unknowingly apt to spread herself thin. Distance and time aren't really equated on her end to her bond with another.
x Fluid morality. Has a moral code, but it's extremely loose and more like guidelines than actual rules to live by.
x Has a weird and complex social structure web in her mind. Lives by it. Ever expanding and evolving.
x Even when alone the hyena is always keenly aware of others' positions in relation to herself.
xPolite gestures go a long way in the hyena's eyes, although she herself is equally likely to adhere to social niceties as she is to rudely poke and prod.
x Non-addictive personality. Able to walk away from something just as easily as she picked it up.
x Affection is a fickle thing for her, both in the receiving and giving end. Likely to return affection or physical closeness if one offers it. Not adverse to getting up close and personal with a complete stranger. But it really just
depends.
x Flirtatious and forward with certain personalities. Not the best sweet-talker, but plays that off best she can with confidence.
x Quite influenceable given certain circumstances, more so by closer relations.
x Rejects and questions many social norms while ritualistically following others.
x Presents as a strong example of Merton's Strain Theory.
x Ego before id. Superego is somewhat twisted and contorted.
x Speech pattern fluctuates greatly. Defaults to a lazy sort of drawl but can become very well spoken depending on the conversation at hand.
x Rudimentary understanding of two languages other than English.
x Talks quite a lot, but falls back on body language more easily than speech.
x Has a sense of humor that could be described as dark, dry, and occasionally lewd. Quick to quip, often speaking before thinking the implications of her words through.
x Fast-talker of a sort. Confident with her words and quite persuading when she wants to be.
Combat
“Never think of pain or danger or enemies a moment longer than is necessary to fight them.”
- Ayn Rand
Rhea has the sheer jaw strength of a large hyena, powerful enough to even splinter large thigh bones. The teeth residing in her muzzle are made for crushing and gripping opponents with a locked-jawed death grip. Easily detaches flesh, muscle, and bone when she gets a good hold.
Dirty mouth full of bacteria. Without proper wound care, infection is likely.
A common tactic for her is to ram her opponent using either the base of her spikes or her shoulder. She's a fan of throwing her weight around.
She isn't the quickest of creatures; can achieve decent speed, though can't keep it up for long. The hyena wants close combat where she can use her strength to her advantage. Plus is just much too lazy to run for very long.
Rhea lacks most defensive abilities and focuses on going for the offensive in every fight. So, because of his, she's likely to take a good amount of injuries. Hoping to at least dish out what she gets.
She does have decent sized bongo spikes but she doesn't really use them much; they are used more for just intimidation and the occasional itch she can't reach. Will more than likely use them only to whack rather than stab. Also, her hooves are sharp and also used for whacking and the occasional kick.
Voodoo
Has every ability to use a type of red magic closely related to voodoo. Was even offered to be taught the art once. Basically said, "no thanks, I'm good." Vehemently opposed to wielding any sort of magic herself for reasons rarely disclosed.
Despite being opposed to wielding magic, does use some forms of it in subtle ways. Relates these unusual talents to innate abilities but they are anything but. Was not born with these abilities but obtained them after heavy meddling by a voodoo worker when she was first transformed and sent into the endless forest.
Is able to 'mask' certain magical objects close to her. When in possession of cursed or blessed objects distorts the aura making them incredibly difficult to locate. Discovered the ability by accident, but has found it to be useful in carrying out certain jobs. Can also mask the magic or aura of a living being, but this requires some of her own blood to be placed on the being in question.
Because of this ability to mask, it's unlikely any other being would be able to sense any thread of magic within her.
In addition to this, the hyena has a sense of smell that is abnormally sharp. A photographic memory of sorts for scents.
Any other powers within her lay dormant, unlikely to ever be awoken.
Possessions
Bones.
Rhea has collected a numerous amount of bones, some she's collected or eaten the meat off of, others that have been given to her. All are buried in different places, some that she's forgotten about entirely.. Some of the most valued include a femur bone given to her by Rajih and Lonno, a bongo skull she brought back from Africa upon coming home from there after running away, and the complete skeleton of the first rabbit she killed. Also a femur bone from the little lamb, Rama.
Flowers.
The hyena has a thing for flowers, surprisingly enough. She figured out some time ago that if she stowed flora up in the branches of a small tree standing directly in the constant sunlight that the flowers would dry and last.. She hoards flowers much like she hoards bones, and is often sticking more flowers into the little tree where she leaves them and visits occasionally.. She has preserved flowers from Nidhem, Raj, Lonno, Naoki,
Walter, and a few from various flower-beds her group has made. Another important flower is the pink water lily Lonno acquired for her as part of a gift from Rajih and him.
Other.
• A Tiger's Eye stone and a shiny, black rock from Lonno. Kept on her chain.
• A piece of blood-splattered bark
• Some pieces of bark shaped to carry water
• A Ruby, kept on her chain.
• Four rabbit skins of black, brown, white, and spotted color given by Rossamund.
• A small assortment of knives
• A
gift from Ichor. Kept on her chain.
• A
gift from Liathe containing powerful 'spirits' from her homeland. Kept on her chain, refuses to drink.
• A
gift from Keidasi.
• An animal pelt from Rhona.
• From Veton, A ring that acts as a portal to and from his mansion. Also a caduceus. Both kept on her chain.
• A
gift from Xanos for Valentine's day one year. Keeps the charm of the necklace on her chain.
(These listed possessions are those kept with her or in the forest.)
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That expression is just great xD
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Glad you like it <:
Tracking. c:
thank you ^^
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I love how you/she describes
Thank you! Even though
Rhea's just paranoid and over-thinks things |D
why am I not tracking this?
Why thank you ^^ ♥
She and my Ntombi should have
I would love that! Anytime c:
Anytime c:
Alright then, here catch this
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Legs like skinny tree trucks carried the large female, neck just as long as her legs; towering over all in these woods from what she could tell. Was everyone just beneath her? Physically of corse . . . maybe even figuratively as well? Who knows. The giraffe stayed at a steady pace, moving slow but her steps carried her a great distance with each stride. Ntombi glanced from time to time, stepping over logs and bushes. "Damn this cold . . ." Muttering as a icy breeze picked up and washed over her form; seeming to be better suited for warmer weather.
It was rare to catch the
She was neslted up against a tree, her heavy head rested on her forelimbs, fur bristled against the cold. Intense eyes were shut to the word, but the hyena was still very much aware of her surroundings. When she heard steps that seemed heavier than most and a smell that was unfamiliar, that huge head of hers shot up, ears pricked.
Perhaps just in precaution, a low growl started up in the back of her throat. Though she hadn't pulled herself up to a standing position yet, her eyes searched for the owner of the steps and smell.
Passing by a sturdy tree, the
When she caught sight of the
Her curiosity one over in this case though, as she took a stalking step or two towards the giraffe. She found the appearance vaguely familiar from the short time she'd spent in her birth-land of Africa.. Couldn't remember if these things ate meat or what though, so, she kept lightly on her feet, ready to jump out of the way should the creature make a sudden move.
Slowly, the hyena circled the creature, if she remained stationary, just studying.. First thought was an odd one. Looking at those long legs, thought about how nice it'd be to have a leg bone that long in her possession. Not that she was likely to act on that.. She could barely catch small creatures to eat, so no way was she going for this one.. Still, an intriguing thought.
She said nothing for the time being. The hyena wasn't one to usually use words unless she had something to say, and for the moment, she didn't. She'd just keep up circling for the moment if the female was standing still. Waiting for a reaction perhaps, and if she didn't get one, she'd just have to try a little harder.
A gift for you - -
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Causally, she lowered her head down to get a better look at the creature who now was standing on their . . . hooves? This place still confused the tall female more then she would even understand. Sniffing in their direction, unsure if they mean her harm; she was finding it hard to read others here in this place. Raising her head back up high, stepping a bit away as the hyena began to circle her. Not liking it very much, causing her to feel uncomfortable. "I'm sorry . . . if I disturbed you." Words stiff as she spoke down tword the other. Ears pinned ever so slowly, hoping this wouldn't end in her having to run. But she always left many in the dust with her great strides.
She noted the other's
At the words of an apology, she relaxed a bit. Didn't seem like too much of a threat at first impressions, still, might as well ask.. Not at all.. Quick question though, what do you eat?" As long as the other was talking, might as well.. The hyena wasn't one for pleasantries or small talk.
She had a large, makeshift family to look after.. She needed to assess everything. Figure out if this was a creature that would need to be warded off or avoided in the future. Perhaps with smaller creatures that didn't seem quite so threatening, she wouldn't have given the third degree at them simply walking by. This creature though, she was large and those legs of hers could easily break bones. And maybe she could lie and say she didn't eat little babies or something when she actually did.. Never hurt to ask.
Her tail flicked behind her
Ntombi leaned her face down, neck stretching as her gaze stayed on the smaller female. This one was strange indeed, most seemed happy and giddy; quick to make nice with the giraffe. The female before her showed hesitation and caution. The spotted one was a smart girl; caution was always good to have.
The hyena played with the
"The fuzzier the better," she said, a dark grin of sorts playing at her muzzle.. The use of the word fuzzy made her ears prick. Made her assume this was a more innocent one perhaps.
(I'm heading to bed here in a minute but I'll reply tomorrow ^^)
Lightly she snorted, raising
[alrighty]
She gave a sort of shrug. It
As the creature moved towards a tree, the hyena followed. Still though, she kept some distance, head cocking to the side at the ask of a name..
"Call me whatever you like.." Rhea had trouble remembering names anyway. She usually just called someone whatever suited her fancy at the moment. "But it's Rhea."
And perhaps because she was curious and but also because it was now somehow socially demanded of her since she'd been asked, the hyena spoke up again to as, "And yours?"
She only nodded, Rhea was a
"Ntombi," she repeated,
The hyena relaxed a little then. If the creature was going to try and kick her in the head, she probably would have done it by that point. "Not at all," she told Ntombi, rolling her shoulders, "Don't mind me, I'm just.. skeptical.. of company."
Surprise track.
c: ♥
Shamefully belated track. c:
Rolling her thick shoulder
@Wake: Thank you ^^
@Carry:
She gave a gentle hum of agreement. Especially lately, it seemed everyone had a hidden agenda and no motives were pure. A healthy amount of skepticism seemed almost necessary to her..
Out of habit, Rhea's gaze followed Ntombi's as she glanced about the trees always searching for something unsavory in the shadows.
The question sparked her interest and a quick answer came just as easily, "It's home."
She hadn't been born here, and she'd seen other places, but this place was home.. "It can be a cruel place.. But I've yet to visit a world that isn't cruel.. No need to romanticize it. It is what it is. There's hardships at times and there's peace at other times." And maybe she was partial.. She had a makeshift group she'd call a family that made the harsh times worth it, and she'd fallen in love here.. The good outweighed the bad in her mind.
"If you honestly want a
"What I want is for you to
Don't fucking talk to me about honor and quite the passive aggressive shit.. Keep yout damn mouth shut while you're at it and you might have a shot at me and me alone. If Pig comes, or someone else does, I don't give a fuck. I don't do the honor game; life isn't fair and neither am I. But here I am, you don't need my permission and I don't need yours to kick your ass." All said in a snarl and tensed haunches ready to lunge.
"Oh sweetheart, you really
A loud snarl was given to
"Same song, different words,
"Once upon a time I had family and other fiends lured them away or turned them against me, just as that boar-thing has done to Umay. Maybe you should consider where your allegiance lies before turning those pearly whites in my direction. Besides.."
What can only be described as a humorless chuckle sounds as a deep rumble in the stag's throat.
"I never was specific. Maybe I'd prefer breaking -you- down first. I can imagine it now.. Piece by piece.. Until you're in my position and knowing what it's like to roam without purpose, day after day.. Feeling worthless, used, unable to look at yourself. You wouldn't be the first female I've had the pleasure of.. Transforming."
Umay. That came as a surprise
She was shaking with rage at that point. "You can't break me, you bastard. And you wouldn't be the first male I've had the pleasure of tearing apart. Go ahead and take your shitty problems out on me, you'll see. You won't get very far.. Like I said.. I don't do fair."
"So I see." Eyes followed the
"Honestly, I'd rather not see such a good thing go to waste but if you insist, I'd strongly advice you keep that pretty tail low. Hogface and the others won't be around to protect you all the time."
He turns with a sickening laugh and trots off, confidence and arrogance showing with each step.
An obscenely loud hyena noise
And she shouted after him, "It's you that's going to need protecting!"
Home. The female took that
How... do you feel? You're
@Carry: Hardships were
Hardships were everywhere, far as the hyena knew.. There wasn't an escape.
She met her glance, mulling over the question for a minute. "Get some friends you can trust.." was the best advice she could offer.. Didn't think she would have been able to make it through some of the things she had without her own.
@TravraWolfe:
"I'm alright kid, you don't need to worry about it," the hyena mumbled softly.. Sure she was injured, but it wasn't something she'd worry a fawn with. She was fine.
Rias was agitated by the
A very small smile touched
She should make friends? Ivan
"Couldn't imagine a creature
"Hmmm? You mean making
Well.. She had mostly meant
Little known to her, the same friend the giraffe mentioned was also someone the hyena greatly missed. Ivan was one she'd known as a child.
It was always hard to lose a friend.. "That's always a shame."
Rhea watched carefully as the creature set herself down, though made no move to do the same herself.
The muscles in her neck