Utu

With a plush coat made of a mixture of wool and down feathers, Utu is the softest thing you'll ever touch.

Their name means 'mist', and that which is soft and hazy. A mild mannered farmer from the north who specializes in berry related botany and producing free range animal products. Struggling to move onwards from a childhood that left her with a disconnect to her surroundings and self, she enjoys keeping to her herself, almost to the degree of a hermit. She respects her livestock and treats them like family, ensuring the happiness of all of her hens, goats and sheep. It enjoys solidarity, finding socialization too overwhelming and difficult to incorporate to her life outside of those who call her plot of land home. This, of course, only extends to one individual who is not livestock. Renard is her beloved better half and doubles as a bit of a livestock guard dog. As she struggles with speech clear speech and being touched or generally perceived, she depends on her lover socially and looks after his health in return.

Potential TW • derealization, animal death, lycantrophy, cannibalism !! Utu has always struggled with its appearance and feeling an detachment to its own body. Resembling the sheep her adoptive parents, two foxes, raised her alongside with on their farm up north made her feel more closely attached to the warm woolen friends resting in the barns than her peers at school, adoptive family or their farms regular customers. She had a knack for comforting anxious animals and figuring out what was upsetting them, and gladly took to working with her parents in her spare time. Feeding, sheering and bringing the lamb and sheep of the farm peace felt like its true calling, and was something it wanted to pursue. She'd been much too naive for years to question her kind adoptive parents excuses for where many perfectly healthy adult sheep were taken so often. As a young pre-teen, though, she took a playful interest in beating her father to the old barn she wasn't permitted to enter. Her nose stung from the smell of iron and gore, making her fluff stand up as she explored the strange tools of the slaughterhouse. It wouldn't be long before her father entered after her, walking with a leashed sheep behind him. Rather than scolding her for snooping where she wasn't supposed to be like her mother always had, he instead obliged her questions and noted she was old enough to help out with that part of the job. Only following his orders, Utu participated in comforting the sheep her father had brought along as it was chained up, and then she watched soundlessly as her father cut her friends major blood vessels. As the life drained from the sheeps eyes, Utu saw herself in lying dead in place of the livestock that so closely resembled her. The sight that tore her mind apart, deafening her fathers comments on how it's difficult, but you get used to it in the industry. Many dots connected and entangled in her mind, irreparably warping her views on her surroundings. Her friends were dead. She had been eating them. Selling them. How did she never figure that out for herself? Her dad killed them. She'd be killed next.

Utu suffered a major psychotic break and for several days was unable to hold food down. Her paranoia and delusions took a hold of her life, and a great part of that year of her upbringing were spent in and out of the psychiatric hospital. Haunted by nightmares of being eaten by her family and of only being able to walk on all fours. While she retains her humanity and speech, she's since often fading in and out of lucidity and is slow to respond to her surroundings. Though she'd eventually settle into therapy and a new vegan diet paired with a heavy dose of sedatives, Utu never found it comfortable to sleep in her home with her parents anymore, choosing to instead sleep among the sheep in their barn with the other animals. She moved out as early as she could and eventually found a comfortable town much smaller than her hometown and opened her own private farm with land inherited from a biological relative who had passed. It still suffers from delusions of being a sheep next in line for being slaughtered, but has begun to truly heal through the love shown to her by Renard. Sometimes, though, she still wonders what it'd feel like to be eaten.

• Utu is hemophobic and deeply disgusted by meat of any variety.
• Despite her thick fur, she's very fond of dresses, enjoying frilly and ruffly, layered dresses most of all!
• Majority of her works profit comes from her selling her products to the cafe Kettu and Karhu work at.
• Worth ➤ $120

• Her goober
• Animals; Sheep, Chicken, Cows & Bees especially
• Being outdoors, especially in calm weather. Responds well to being patted!
• Rhubarb pie, Cloudberry pancakes, Vegetable stew . . .

• Factory farming & inhumane farming practices
• Gore, blood, sharp objects, etc
• Extended social interaction
• Eating meals not prepared by herself