Name: Chehero Asakuar
Gender: Female
Birth date: AL 88
Age: 21
Hight: 5'1''
Weight: 110
Patrol: White Shadow
Rank: Private
Personality: She is quiet, reserved, and kind to everyone. She has an increased soft spot for the younger wolves, and a constant need to prove herself. Often found on her own or with her wolf, Chehero seems to prefer it that way. This has nothing to do with the people she is surrounded by but rather, her lack of understanding how to communicate with others. Chehero is happy to talk if someone approaches her first, however she is quick to anger if she gets annoyed does tend to react emotionally. Chehero is friendly and completely loyal to those close to her she normally hates fighting, unless it's with someone who has insulted her greatly. She is also very slow to forgive and forget the wrongs done to her. When it comes down to it, Chehero is a very emotional person who thinks with her heart rather than with her head. Chehero is also highly inquisitive, she loves to explore places she has yet to be and openly welcomes change.
History: After Chehero's mother passed away due to a misstep in the battle with the centipede's whene she was still little, her father moved her older brother and her in with relations into the main town out of the forts. More people didn't mean less work, however. It meant more mouths to feed and if you wanted to be fed, you had to carry your weight.
In the beginning, Chehero helped around the homestead and it worked out - most of the time. Problem was, that she was more often found outside than in. Some say that the girl was bewitched by a spirit of her mother. Her kinfolk believe her being in the house when her mother passed from the wounds was the cause of her indoor restlessness. No one knew anything for certain other than if she was outside any more than she was, she would be farming. She was more at home outside than in, in fact, the child had done about everything one could to do by the great walls: adopt a mouse, cry through poison ivy, catch crickets, get lost among the houses. What it really came down to was one summer season where she swallowed a few bright yellow forest berries and almost sent herself following in the steps of her mother. Only because the girl had pocketed a few for later was someone able to identify an antidote and bring her back to health.
It surprised no one that Chehero was sent to learn under a local doctor after the event, hoping to put the girl's curiosity to good use. For a while, Chehero was caught up in learning the uses of plants, both medicinal and non, as well as reading and writing to record the various plants and recipes she studied in earnest. After a few years of herbs and spices, the girl's habits began to kick in again. Sending the girl out gather plants was no problem, but the trips became longer and more frequent. The poor doctor had trouble trying to keep her indoors long enough to watch pots boil and mix salves.
Seeing that the young teen could not stay much longer, the doctor brought in Chehero's father to meet one of his occasional customers - Volpone, a man in cloak of ivy green and brown leathers, a soldier who made biannual stops to replenish his stock. The dark headed soldier had listened to the doctor's "tale of woe" as well as comments made by Chehero's father and laughed so hard he accidentally broke a jar of thyme while pounding on a table in a fit of guffaws. After profusely apologizing to the doctor and paying the man extra for his clumsiness, he asked to see the young female they spoke of. The two men sighed as they simultaneously pointed out a nearby window.
It did not take long for Volpone to find his quarry even though she was up in a large tree, seemingly picking apart a leafy weed she carried up with her. It was only a second later that Volpone placed himself on a nearby branch and nearly surprised the girl right off her's. After helping her back to a more stable position, he explained who he was and why he was sitting up there. He explained to her how he lived and did not honey coat the details. He was upfront that it was not a life normally taken up by a girl.
The girl only looked back toward the house that held her father and the doctor as everything, the trees, the birds, the ground, it all began to seem less familiar. Always when she had gone off on her own, there was always somewhere to return to. Home, the relatives, the doctor no matter what happened she could always go back.
Chehero was then taken to the academy a large sturdy building with great walls all around it. Large fields where Chehero would be kept better track of as well as many challenges to keep her young mind busy. She was earnestly enrolled in more in depth training with her already begun classes of being a doctor as well as brief yet helpful veterinary classes.
"Out of all places a map can hold, you will find more reasons to watch your back here than any anywhere else a human may travel." Those had been Volpone's first words regarding the academy and probably some of the truest he had ever spoken in her opinion. Those final years with her mentor's and family were probably the most enlightening. It was also her first introduction to the spilling of human life and the fires of centipede raids.
Only Twelve when reaching the academy Chehero found herself in a little more homelike place than ever before. Her father passed away in battle not long after her arrival at the academy and some say that might have saved her the last strands of her sanity. It wasn't until Chehero had turned nineteen that she had bonded with a wolf. Once she had bonded Chehero was sent back to the fort she was born in, White shadow. Exited to return and show she had proven herself as a wolfrider she met her patron Vala with great eagerness. How will this pairing work out?
Gender: Female
Birth date: AL 88
Age: 21
Hight: 5'1''
Weight: 110
Patrol: White Shadow
Rank: Private
Personality: She is quiet, reserved, and kind to everyone. She has an increased soft spot for the younger wolves, and a constant need to prove herself. Often found on her own or with her wolf, Chehero seems to prefer it that way. This has nothing to do with the people she is surrounded by but rather, her lack of understanding how to communicate with others. Chehero is happy to talk if someone approaches her first, however she is quick to anger if she gets annoyed does tend to react emotionally. Chehero is friendly and completely loyal to those close to her she normally hates fighting, unless it's with someone who has insulted her greatly. She is also very slow to forgive and forget the wrongs done to her. When it comes down to it, Chehero is a very emotional person who thinks with her heart rather than with her head. Chehero is also highly inquisitive, she loves to explore places she has yet to be and openly welcomes change.
History: After Chehero's mother passed away due to a misstep in the battle with the centipede's whene she was still little, her father moved her older brother and her in with relations into the main town out of the forts. More people didn't mean less work, however. It meant more mouths to feed and if you wanted to be fed, you had to carry your weight.
In the beginning, Chehero helped around the homestead and it worked out - most of the time. Problem was, that she was more often found outside than in. Some say that the girl was bewitched by a spirit of her mother. Her kinfolk believe her being in the house when her mother passed from the wounds was the cause of her indoor restlessness. No one knew anything for certain other than if she was outside any more than she was, she would be farming. She was more at home outside than in, in fact, the child had done about everything one could to do by the great walls: adopt a mouse, cry through poison ivy, catch crickets, get lost among the houses. What it really came down to was one summer season where she swallowed a few bright yellow forest berries and almost sent herself following in the steps of her mother. Only because the girl had pocketed a few for later was someone able to identify an antidote and bring her back to health.
It surprised no one that Chehero was sent to learn under a local doctor after the event, hoping to put the girl's curiosity to good use. For a while, Chehero was caught up in learning the uses of plants, both medicinal and non, as well as reading and writing to record the various plants and recipes she studied in earnest. After a few years of herbs and spices, the girl's habits began to kick in again. Sending the girl out gather plants was no problem, but the trips became longer and more frequent. The poor doctor had trouble trying to keep her indoors long enough to watch pots boil and mix salves.
Seeing that the young teen could not stay much longer, the doctor brought in Chehero's father to meet one of his occasional customers - Volpone, a man in cloak of ivy green and brown leathers, a soldier who made biannual stops to replenish his stock. The dark headed soldier had listened to the doctor's "tale of woe" as well as comments made by Chehero's father and laughed so hard he accidentally broke a jar of thyme while pounding on a table in a fit of guffaws. After profusely apologizing to the doctor and paying the man extra for his clumsiness, he asked to see the young female they spoke of. The two men sighed as they simultaneously pointed out a nearby window.
It did not take long for Volpone to find his quarry even though she was up in a large tree, seemingly picking apart a leafy weed she carried up with her. It was only a second later that Volpone placed himself on a nearby branch and nearly surprised the girl right off her's. After helping her back to a more stable position, he explained who he was and why he was sitting up there. He explained to her how he lived and did not honey coat the details. He was upfront that it was not a life normally taken up by a girl.
The girl only looked back toward the house that held her father and the doctor as everything, the trees, the birds, the ground, it all began to seem less familiar. Always when she had gone off on her own, there was always somewhere to return to. Home, the relatives, the doctor no matter what happened she could always go back.
Chehero was then taken to the academy a large sturdy building with great walls all around it. Large fields where Chehero would be kept better track of as well as many challenges to keep her young mind busy. She was earnestly enrolled in more in depth training with her already begun classes of being a doctor as well as brief yet helpful veterinary classes.
"Out of all places a map can hold, you will find more reasons to watch your back here than any anywhere else a human may travel." Those had been Volpone's first words regarding the academy and probably some of the truest he had ever spoken in her opinion. Those final years with her mentor's and family were probably the most enlightening. It was also her first introduction to the spilling of human life and the fires of centipede raids.
Only Twelve when reaching the academy Chehero found herself in a little more homelike place than ever before. Her father passed away in battle not long after her arrival at the academy and some say that might have saved her the last strands of her sanity. It wasn't until Chehero had turned nineteen that she had bonded with a wolf. Once she had bonded Chehero was sent back to the fort she was born in, White shadow. Exited to return and show she had proven herself as a wolfrider she met her patron Vala with great eagerness. How will this pairing work out?
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