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Her life was set on survival mode from even before she left the womb. Nike grew up with no father, a mother who wanted nothing to do with her, and a pack that saw her as a bad omen. When she was finally old enough - and prompted by her mother's death - she left her pack to join the northern wolves of Kol, with which she finally found her home. Now mated to a loving wife, even though her vision is taken by the Spirits in favor of magic, she leads a happy, loving life.
- her found family
- Kol as a whole
- Venna (wifey)
- smelling flowers
- violence
- feelign lost or angry
- those who oppose the Kol and spread lies about them
- those who oppose the Spirits
- stands at 85 cm/ 33.4” tall
- Tall with an almost unkempt look about her, she somehow makes it work
- Long, bat-like ears and elongated fangs
- Her eyes used to the color of molten lava, but now they're a pale milky white-blue
- Faithless: the ability to hear others' thoughts (passive - she cannot control when it happens)
- extremely spiritual
- is a cinammon roll towards her fellow Kol, distrusts greatly outsiders
- offer you words of affection and advice with a surprising level of wisdom
- make friends with the devil and have him as her willing bodyguard
- win in an all-you-can-eat competition
Born during a critical era in Svajonian history, Nike's birth was marked with blood and tragedy. A magic-supporter as her father, who had been excitedly awaiting for his daughter's arrival into the world, only for him to suddenly and unexpectedly disapper, all that remained was a traditionalist mother who cursed both mate and offspring for her own fall from power. Nike's birth was celebrated by no one.
Nike tried her best to form a close bond with her mother, she really did! After all, the tall, lithe female was the only source of family the young pup had. But Bia was never interested in her own child - if anything, she seemed absolutely determined on keeping her daughter at a distance. Worse yet, that attitude seemed to run all over the pack, dubbing her as a bad omen. Why? Because she was born on that fatefull day... when the pack was split in two, and the world of Almos was divided. Tsk. As if she had any control over that!
Neglected and love-starved, the child dreamed of worlds brighter than her own.
The dream of a better world soon turned into something real.The Kol. Of course. The very place her father had meant for her to go, the very pack whose victory that day on the beach, she had been named after.
Through rumours and hushed whispers of those willing to discuss about the traitorous clan, Nike developed her allegiance and faith. Where others saw magic as an evil thing, never to be meddled with, all Nike saw was wonder. Where others spoke of Malaysia as a dangerous lunatic, Nike spoke of her name with reverance.
One day, she knew, she would make the trek and go to where her actual home awaited her.
... Her wish came true sooner than she expected.
On the wave of the first deaths, her mother lay breathless, still. Dead. Despite everything she went through by the cruel hand of Bia, Nike mourned for her mother. Three days and three nights - that's how long she grieved. And once the dawn of the last day broke through the sky, the Owlet was off.
She was heading North.
Life as a Kol proved to be harder than she had imagined, but Nike's faith and cheerfulness - a trait that had resurfaced after being buried for so long - made it all feel like a gentle summer's breeze.
The Kol became her family. And Malaysia became her queen.
Years after she first set foot into the pack, Nike thought she had everything she could ever ask for. As it turned out... She found something more. Love. In Venna's heart, Nike found her home, and the two, once lonely souls, vowed to reach godhood together.
There was, however, a time where Nike's world trembled. She was blinded. Quite literally. After a sudden run-in with the adversary pack of Stonehaven, Nike prayed to the Spirits for strength. They answered... but as usual, the Spirits don't simply give. They also take. Such is the price one pays for power. The world had turned dark, and the sunflower feared its demise.
It took time. A lot of time. And it took effort. Her faith was shaken, and guilt and shame were eating her up. And then, when she worried for her fate, Malaysia descended from her throne, and came to her. She made her understand. She made her see.
And it was then that Nike finally realized. She was never blinded. She just saw the world through different eyes.
- Born on the day the wolves, later known as the Kol, tasted manflesh, Nike was regarded as a bad omen from most, neglected by her mother.
- Through hushed whispers of those daring enough to speak of the northern clan, Nike developed a dream - to join the pack her late father wanted her to join. The Kol.
- She travels north days after her mother's death. She knew instantly she had made the right decision.
- She befriend's a misunderstood female called Venna. The two develop a strong bond, and later they fall in love. They are now married.
- In a turn of events, Nike looses her vision, her sight taken overnight by the Spirits. Soon, she realizes she has gained magic, and is now training as an elite member of the Indas, learning to control it.
Out of all the sunshine in the world, Venna is Nike's most precious ray of light.
The brother she never knew she wanted, and the one she couldn't dream of living without, the male never fails to bring a smile on her lips.
Nyx bestie / it's complicated
While they don't spend as much time as they used to, Nyx remains as one of Nike's dearest friends, and lowkey adopted sister.
