Violet Beavers

The Curious One Full Name: Violet Beavers Apparent Age: Late Teens Hometown: Appalachian Mountains Occupation: Bad Human Hunter Demeanor: Alpha Rite Name: Blood-Runs-Rivers Breed: Lupus Tribe: Red Talons Camp: Whelp's Compromise Blood Drenched Regret Mountains. She was born wild in the New England province of the Appalachian Mountains. She was raised with her pack, hunting and killing and surviving. It was a good life, for the most part. Bad Times. Poachers, funded by Endron in an effort to lower the local wolf population, attacked Violet's pack when she was still quite young. She lost her mind and went through her First Change. When she awoke she discovered she'd slaughtered the humans -and- her pack. The Fox. She toyed with her new forms over a few months, travelling the whole time. Eventually she was discovered by a young girl of the Fox Tribe, and brought back to their Reservation. The elders of the reservation were Wendigo blooded, and they took her in to train her. She learned a lot from them, including the fact that not -all- humans are bad. Hunting. She began to spend her time learning about humans and hunting the ones that were actively harmful to Gaia. So, she accepted...and even befriended...some of the humans, while buthering others. It was still a hell of a lot more accepting then many of her Tribe. Trouble. One of her Tribemates eventually found her on the Reservation, and he was horrified at what he'd found. She'd even taken a human as a lover. He killed the human, and almost killed Violet, before she killed him with a lucky blow. California. After she lost it all she took to the road. She's been moving for some time, exploring cities when she comes to them. Now the very curious and unorthodox Talon has arrived in the city of Prospect. Songs The Servant - Cells On the city's skin they move on mass Like a rash on the back of a manky cat Now in I go like a fool I can't resist dipping in the pool I watch them watch me I watch them too MIracle of Sound - The Best Of Us Unlikely guide I will follow you Stay by my side See tomorrow through Two roads Merging in one line Contacts The Chosen None - None. Two-Legs None - None In The Snow xxxxxTo Come. xxxxx xxxxx Stories 2015.01.03 Night Court