Zadaris - Goddess of Predation

[Roxy_Roxanna]

The Goddess of Predators

Predator:
1 : An organism that lives by preying on other organisms.
2 : One that victimizes, plunders, or destroys, especially for one's own gain.

Predation:
1 : the act of preying or plundering : depredation
2 : a mode of life in which food is primarily obtained by the killing and consuming of animals

A memory, long since passed

There they came, like clockwork, every spring that sprang they came. Each mortal man approached the odd grove in the forest, they knew this place was not just a collection of trees and rocks, this place was a temple. The Goddess of Predation may not have an ornate palace of gold and marble, but these humble bent trees, and flat piled rocks were where she accepted her due. She watched with golden eyes, her true form hidden from the eyes of men as she sat alongside her children. Those who did not believe in her thought it a mad waste to take one young lamb, or a perfectly good ewe and set it before a pack of wolves in the middle of the forest.

She watched though, and each who brought her and her kind a sacrifice had their flock spared, they suffered perhaps one or two losses from their herd. Those who did not come to give her kind their due suffered the loss of half or even all of their herd. It was a time when all life sprang forth and required sustenance, it was also her greatest time of turmoil. She would need to show greater self control, the prey must be allowed to survive just as much as her beloved children, or they would all suffer as one.

Finally as the last of the men lay down a tiny bleating lamb before her stone alter she brushed away the disguise of the wolves she had sat with and controlled. She picked up the tiny fleeced creature in her arms and gave a soft nod, now the pack could feast. Looking down on the one terrified little lamb in her arms her eyes narrowed, she would be careful.

 

[Roxy_Roxanna]

Zadaris - Goddess of Predators

Name: Zadaris
Domain: Goddess of Predators
Gender: Female
Skin: Tan with faint banded markings (like a tigress)
Eyes: Golden (hawk eyes)
Hair: Black, with a lemurs tail falling back into it
Height: 5'9"
Build: Lightly muscled, with a feline curvature to her body.
Wings: Feathered, with the markings of a Brown Falcon
Clothes: None, simply a dagger hanging from her neck or waist

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Personality: Zadaris is motherly, kind, and caring for those who she considers to be her own. Ever does she keep a gentle hand when dealing with those creatures who she considers superior, those who kill and take what they need to survive. She is elitist by default, happily does she scorn and act cruelly with those she sees as 'weak prey'.

She struggles internally with keeping the delicate balance between those she loves and those she scorns, and at times she upsets the balance of things by becoming too greedy and allowing the predators to decimate the prey, an act which she then repents and suffers for.

Likes: Predatory Animals, Hunting, Fishing, Furs, Feathers, Meat.
Dislikes: Prey Animals, Vegetarians, Cages, Zoos, Wildfires, Cities, Mortals who turn the hunters into the hunted.
Fears: Fire - Zadaris has a great fear of fires, she sees them as consumers of the land and destroyers of the careful balance that she tries to maintain.
Cities - Zadaris both hates and fears cities, places built by mortals, where prey can run free and safe, and predators must hide or be killed.
Domestication - A thing she fears most is the domestication of her domain, for if all her predators were kept in cages, on ropes, and fed from the hands of mortal beings, then she would cease to exist, again.
Powers:
~ Able to take the form of any predatory animal she touches
~ Can call predators to her
~ Senses most prey
~ Thrives in any natural environment
~ Able to command most predators, and mildly influence those predators of the non-animal variety
Weaknesses:
~ Being trapped in any non-natural environment
~ Lack of Prey
~ Lack of a Predatory companion

 

[Roxy_Roxanna]

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*Note - Information on Dera is incomplete (to be completed soon, waiting on final stage of growth).

Name: Dera
Gender: Female
Skin: Fur, Blue
Eyes: Green
Hair:
Height: 4ft
Build: Slender and Flighty
Wings:
Clothes:
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About: Dera is an adult Thule, her domain is covetousness. Dera and her sister Vevina grew up together under the very loose gaurdianship of Roxy, their adopted mother. Roxy became very agitated and concerned when Dera began to take over in personality pushing Vevina aside. Finally Vevina and her charitable emotions were overcome and the twin souls became one, Dera was in charge and Vevina became a whisper in the back of her mind. Thrilled with her new body and her sister no longer around to chastise her for her greed, Dera left home and the other Thule to explore the world.
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Personality: Greedy, cunning, and manipulative by nature Dera always found it easy to control her small family, she pushed her sister down and used her guardian as a source of care until she was able to take care of herself. Dera does not see the harm she causes others, she is always distracted by her next desire. The Thule suffers from mild Kleptomania and OCD, needing to snatch things and organize them for herself. She most often yanks the feathers from an unsuspecting winged creature or humanoid. Deep down Dera somewhat misses her sister, who was always tolerant of her behavior, often at night she'll talk to her in her sleep. Despite her bratty behavior, Dera does have a deeper level of emotions, and the ability to express them is what she truly covets most. She often only finds herself able to make friends once she has made a trade or gotten something out of them.
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Likes: Shiny Things, Feathers, Getting Gifts, Rare Items (anything that only she can have)
Dislikes: Dust, Bubble Gum, Accusations, Vanilla
Fears: Loosing her Possessions, Being Completely Alone

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Name: Arima
Gender: Female
Skin: Lightly Tanned
Eyes: Green
Hair/Tail: Dark Brown
Horse Breed: Friesian
Height: Roughly 18 Hands (6ft)
Build: Slender, with lightly toned muscles
Clothes: Natural fur covering her horse half, any natural fibers provided by the area for upper coverings.

About: Arima and her mate (Rykos) struck out on their own at a young age for their kind. They settled down in an open plain sheltered from behind by forest, and opening to a wide river. Arima acts as a gatherer. while her mate has always been the one to hunt and fish. Arima suffered an attack by a group of wolves when she was still a foal and thus has an aversion to canines of any kind. Her mate was recently called away to attempt to gather more of their kind to join their herd of two, leaving her hopeful for young of her own when he returns.

Personality: A tender hearted creature, Arima was sad to leave her herd, but content to try and start new life and population for their kind in another area. Arima can be rather timid and shy, especially when away from her mate. She is always content to take a young one under her 'wing'. Arima shows little to no aggression unless protecting her mate or a young one.

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Likes: Wide Open Spaces, Racing/Running, Cooking, Gathering (Herbalist)
Dislikes: Hunting (too bloody), Heavy Storms, Gunfire
Fears: Canines, Loosing her love

 

[Roxy_Roxanna]

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[Roxy_Roxanna]

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