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"Say my name and his in the same breath, I dare you to say they taste the same"

Basics: In her youth, Fleamane, born with a different name, was the daughter of the town swindler. Out of hatred for her father and disgust at her poor grooming, the other town children bullied the young cub relentlessly. It was only when Fleamane learned that she could fight back physically that she was able to escape it, building a reputation as an aggressive fighter. This protected her, and she has learned to project this aura ever since. When she left town to train as a guard in a bigger city, she took the name the bullies called her, Fleamane, as her own; a sign that she would never let them hurt her again.

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Drawing notes: She is a saber toothed cat, please include her long teeth.


"Let the leaves fall off in the summer and let December glow in flames"

【 Name 】 Fleamane 【 Gender 】 Female
【 Age 】 18 【 D.o.B. 】 August 7th
【 Alignment 】 Chaotic Good 【 Race 】 Saber Tooth Cat
【 Role 】 Guard in Training 【 Theme 】 I Don't Care

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Appearance

Fleamane is a small and scrappy saber toothed cat. She is short in stature but build strong, making her rather tough. Her teeth, though short for a saber tooth cat, are sharp and often bared in a smirking snarl. Her mane is kept ragged on purpose; clean, but looks disheveled and untamed, a personal choice of Fleamane's grooming. She walks with a strut in her step and her head held high.

Realm

Fleamane lives in a medieval city. Though once a resident of a small and close-knit farming community, she has since left that world for a better life, preferring the excitement and hustle of the city life. The city is sprawling, known for both its crime, black markets, and the residences of many famous criminals. Fleamane makers her life here in the barracks of the city guard, and is known to roam the streets in her free time.

Occupation

Fleamane is in training to become a royal city guard. She loves the rush of the fight, and has taken well to the guard training. She chose not to become a knight, not wanting to be as in service to the throne, and instead chose to be a guard to chase down violent criminals and break up bar fights. She is not particularly loyal to the throne and instead prefers her own agenda.

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Fleamane spent her youth being pushed around, bullied, and shoved into the dirt. As she grew older, Fleamane swore to herself that she would never again be in that position. She began to do everything she could to assert herself as an aggressive individual, and someone not to be messed with, building a reputation so that she would never be pushed around again. She moves with a distinctive boldness, her head high, claws sharpened and teeth bared in a smirk resembling a snarl. When she speaks, she speaks loudly, her words rough-and-tumble and spoken without hesitation. She projects herself as strong, self-assured, and confident. Being physically small, she is always afraid of being taken as weak or someone to be taken advantage of. As such, she also trains to be physically tough so that no one can ever think that she is weak.

Fleamane has managed to project confidence and self-assurance to the point where she has convinced herself that she is capable, though there was a time in her life that she felt great anxiety. Now, she refuses to let herself feel that way again; when something scares her, she tries twice as hard to make sure she is better than her fears. In some ways, she has conditioned herself to be afraid of feeling fear and self-doubt; whenever she does, she kicks herself into gear to escape those feelings. While this is good for her training to become a guard, it does leave her distant from others as she refuses to allow herself any vulnerability and thus pushes anyone away who tries to get too close.

Fleamane is cocky, bold, and loud; however, at the same time, she is surprisingly good natured for the image she projects. She does care to protect those who are vulnerability, particularly those who she sees her young self in. She can be quite protective of those who she knows are the victims. She doesn't care much for those who can hold her own, however, and is perfectly fine taking on anyone who challenges her. She is devoted to her studies and works very hard to become a better guard, not out of loyalty to the cause but out of the thrill of the fight and the empowerment of the training.

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Fleamane, born with the name Astrea, grew up in a small farming community. She was born to a poor family. Her father was well-known in the town for being a lazy and ill-willed individual, stealing what he could, taking advantage of anyone who might offer him kindness, and not caring for the town's well-being. As such, her father's choices and laziness were reflected on her. She did not have luck making friends with the fellow children in the town, the parents of the children forbidding them to befriend her in hatred of her family. Furthermore, her parents cared little about her, and she was left to her own devices most of the time. As such, she was never groomed and didn't groom herself, and was quite dirty most of the time. She was not well-liked, and became a target of bullying.

They called her many names. Due to her poor grooming and poor care of their house, she often contracted fleas, something that became a focal point of their teasing. The other children would hardly get near her except to throw objects at her or, if they were feeling bold, push her over then make a big deal about cleaning off to not get her fleas. They called her Fleamane relentlessly, a name meant to never let her forget what they thought were her biggest faults. She took the bullying very hard. The young cub grew to hate herself as much as she hated those who bullied her, and began to believe that she really deserved this for her poo hygiene.

That was, until one day, someone snuck up on her, intending to drop a spider into her fur. Fleamane saw this coming and, fearing spiders greatly, for once chose to defend herself rather than run away or take it: she fought back. Fleamane bared her sharp teeth, hissing and snarling, and chased away her attacker. For once, she experienced a break from the bullying-- the one who pestered her cowered in fear, avoiding her entirely. As word spread, she was called mean and cruel, but the others also kept their distance, fearing the use of her sharp teeth. This was the first glance of relief Fleamane had ever experienced and began using aggression whenever anyone would bother her; she embraced the rumors they spread around her, letting herself build up a reputation as a violent individual. She was left alone, finally.

As soon as she was old enough, Fleamane knew she had to leave. She knew that there was no life for her in this small town; not with the history of her family or the reputation she had built. So, she made her way to a large city in the kingdom, signing up to train to be a guard. When asked for her name, she chose to call herself Fleamane, wearing the name that had once been used to put her down as a badge of honor. She keeps up her tough reputation, never letting anyone push her around.

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