Name: Juniper
Age: 14
Type of Monster: Lycan
Strengths
- Unremarkable Does not stand out or attract attention. Quite simply forgettable.
- Puny Hardly ever considered a threat. Easily left off the hook or considered not worth of time or effort.
- Gentle Soul Patient. Forgiving. Docile.
Weaknesses
- Gullible Easily manipulated. Quick to trust.
- Endless Hunger Inner wolf is more vile and uncontrollable than most other Lycans of the Beast branch.
- Wild beast Forced Transformations every so often. Unexpectedly. Pattern or reason still unknown to her.
Personality
Juniper had always been a kind soul. She finds pleasure in the small things: beauty of nature, kindness of people and generosity. Of course, those things were not always present, but she fed on the moments that they were and ignored the rest.
She dislike being helped and will do anything possible to repay a debt if she owe anything to anyone. Of course, her status as a beggar child means that she is limited... so she vowed to at least be someday able to repay everyone she owes anything to.
She dislike violence and never stand out. Her very gentle soul makes her kind of submissive, and very likely to obey orders given to them especially if they are said as 'suggestions'. Her trust of people makes her gullible and naive.
History
Juniper was born of an unknown mother and father. She was found close by a wooded area near Shrewsbury. In fact, she was found in a bush of juniper berries, hence her name. Her adoptive parents brought her back home and raised her best they could. They were a small family of farmers, all close to one another and all working very hard to maintain the small patch of land they had for themselves.
The family have had about seven children, three of them daughters. As such, they knew that Juniper had always been a weak child, but it was only after her fourteenth birthday that they realized just how much. Fourteen years old was about the age where children really began giving a serious hand around the farm. In Juniper's case however, there was an incident where she fell unconscious after a few hours helping her sisters cleaning the stable and fell seriously ill the next morning.
Her parents knew she was no good. She could not help around the farm, and no husband would ever take her as wife if she could not help what so ever, let alone give birth. So, a few months later, she was abandoned a second time at the outskirt of Rothenburg. Her adoptive parents knew she'd die out in the wild. They refused to simply send her to die, so they decided to bring her to the city on their next trip to sell their products and simply abandon her there. They thought she'd at least have a chance to survive there, but little did they know how dangerous the city was to become.
However, her luck had not yet run dry. A few days passed before she was taken in by a group of street beggars who saw her in an alley, slowly dying to her illness. They fed her what little they could share despite their common misery. Not strong enough to pitch in, Juniper did the best she could to express her gratitude whenever she could. The group quickly noticed her condition and refused to let her work too hard.
Driven by guilt of doing nothing and the will to change, Juniper sneaked out of their shelter one night in order to beg for either money or food for the next morning and surprise them. Of that night she remembers only two things: A loud thumb behind her and acute pain that befell her like a wave across her whole body.
She woke up. Wounds on her body. Rather, scars. What seemed like lacerations and large bite marks on her small frame. Worse than that however, she was covered in blood, but not her own. She stood alone and naked among a multitude of bloodied corpses. Eviscerated and scattered across the... shelter?
A few weeks passed since then. Juniper now keeps to herself. Unaware of her new situation, she still felt guilt to bed the only one alive. Worse yet, she felt some uncomfortable 'warmth' inside. Akin to excitation, but not quite. Deranging enough to make her fearful of it.