⛧ Pounce

Pounce grew up in a small, forested farming town called Moon Valley. They were raised by their mother Clover and grandmother Eve, alongside their younger sister Summer. Childhood was rough, but Pounce sees that little wolf from the past as a whole different person from who they are today.

These days Pounce lives in Mercy, a charming (but somewhat ghetto) town covered in art & pride flags. Quinn and Lucy, their two best friends in town, often hang out at their house.

After the nuclear apocalypse ends society as we know it, Pounce forms a gang called the Trashmutts. They are somewhat of a benevolent force in the unforgiving wasteland. They don't offer assistance to strangers, but they are fairly quick to accept them into the group if they prove their worth and/or loyalty.

As the leader of the Trashmutts, Pounce takes the position very seriously. They'll do whatever it takes to protect and provide for the gang, even risking their own life at times. They most of the 'behind the scenes" work such as calculating rations. They also settle any disputes that arise in the group, so that no one feels the need to pull weapons on their allies.

It's difficult to pinpoint when the Beast first possessed Pounce. Pounce was unaware of it's existence until one fateful day when they began a magical journey, guided by their friend Void. As Pounce walked along The Path, the magical landscape showed them many things, all symbolic; a cup to symbolize love, a key for education, a creek for intimacy; then, it showed Pounce a Threat. The Threat appeared in the form of a chimeric beast, gold and blindingly bright like the sun, eyes dark with smoke, shadowy arms extending from it's back, clawing towards the sky as if they were trapped souls grasping desperately for some escape, coming up empty-handed. The Beast inspired a fear in Pounce unlike anything they had felt before. Even the frequent panic attacks couldn't compare. When Pounce fled from the realm of The Path they could only say one phrase: "too many arms", repeated over and over again as they sobbed uncontrollably.

It would be many years before Pounce understood the nature of the Beast. They clawed through textbooks and tomes searching desperately for an answer, until finally they found their answer in a familiar medieval text.