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[b]Full Name: [/b]  Hati Hróðvitnisdottir
 
 [b] Nicknames/Aliases:[/b] Suneater, Dinah (Her human alias.)
 
 [b] Age:[/b] Unknown, human form appears round nineteen years of age.
 
 [b] Gender:[/b] Female

[b]Species:[/b] Varg

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  [b]Description:[/b] As a varg,  Hati resembles a white wolf about the size of a pony. Like most varg, the wolf displays very elongated canine teeth and a more top-heavy build compared to a wolf, though as vargs go Hati is rather gangly and skinny in build. Unlike other vargs, Hati possesses peculiar glowing eyes, as bright blue as a clear sky that seem to glow with internal light. This is matched by similarly illuminated markings on her face. These mark her out as one of the two celestial varg, the Suneater and Mooneater. 

As  human Hati appears to be a young woman in her late teens, tall and athletic in build, with freckly skin and long white hair, generally roped into an untidy plait and often sporting a few leaves. Being not of human background she tends to display a rather laissez-faire attitude to clothing, wandering round in whatever she can find and rarely wearing shoes. 

 
   [b]Personality:[/b] Whilst spending plenty of time in human form, Hati always has something of the feral about her. Hailing from the Ironwood, she has adjusted very little to human society and rather struggles not to stand out during her forays. She had no concept of manners or formality. She eats pretty much everything with her hands...unless it's soup, then she'll just lift it up and drink it right out of the bowl. She sees no problem with skinning game on someone's dining table or presenting people with dead rabbits as a thoughtful gift. 

Despite her dark and apocalyptic destiny, Hati appears to be something of a slacker. She has little interest in her duties of hunting Sol, something that's attracted the ire of Devourers in the past. Hati would rather be doing hat she wants to do than chasing up a volva's prophecy. 

This doesn't necessarily make her entirely amicable though, as Hati has a fair level of distrust of humans. Fenrir's confinement is no secret to her, and she's long come to associate humans with a hatred of her kind. As such whilst she'd rather not rain destruction on the children of Ask and Embla, she'd also not going to be cowed by them.
 
    
[b]  Skills[/b]: - Shapeshifting - Something common to her kind, Hati is able to alter her shape, from wolf, to human, and back again. This allows her to walk among humans, at least to some degree. Her wolf form is considerably larger in size, which will give her an edge in more dangerous situations. Injuries sustained in one form transfer to the other. 

Natural Hunter - Hati was born to hunt Sol, and as such she is a flawless tracker. Once she has a person's scent, she can follow it anywhere and bypass any attempts to conceal it. In a similar vein, Hati's stamina is quite astounding. Other things might run faster that her, but few can run for longer. She can similarly withstand a lot of damage.

Heat Resistance - Hati eats the sun. As such fire hold no fear for her.







   [b]Weaknesses:[/b]

- Slacker A tearaway with little sense of discipline, Hati is a slacker with little drive or direction, and doesn't tend to apply herself.

- Wolfish Sensibilities - Hati struggles to fit in with human society.
 
  
[b]  Brief History:[/b] 

Hati was born in the Ironwood. Jotun country. The wasteland beyond human habitation where jotun and varg dwell. Resources were scarce and most creatures struggled to survive in the harsh environment. Prey was scarce and the pack they were born into were permanently half-starved. Sometimes they pushed out towards human territory in order to raid farms, but often incurred severe losses when doing so. 

This miserable life seemed to change for the Ironwood pack however when their alpha female bore two extraordinary cubs. One black, one white, bearing the marks of the celestial wargs, the wolves who would eat the sun and the moon. Skoll and Hati.  The pack rejoiced despite thier grim circumstances, to have been blessed with such a fortune as to bring forth two of the key players of Ragnarok. The two cubs received anything they needed as they grew. The first bites of any kill, the warmest spots in the Winter, the very centre of the circle when danger appeared.  

During her early years, Hati thought little of this, enjoying her feeling of importance and relative privilege. As she got older however, the state of things began to disturb her. Vargs sickened, starved, died in risky forays into human country whilst she and her brother didn't want for anything. The look of hope and expectation in the eyes of her family and peers begun to evoke more fear and uncertainty in Hati and anything else. They all anticipated they day she would set out on her quest and make them proud. 

So one day, she did.

The downside was she had neither any idea how, nor inclination to, hunt Sol. Instead she found herself trying to eek out a living by herself...something that proved to be about as difficult as she thought it would be.

But at least she'd escaped the expectations.
 


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