Raste Veshara

Raste considers herself a dispersal, running from a past that still nips at her heels. Traveling for so long, she has learned that walking on two legs is easier than prowling on four. It's hard to adjust to this new life, but she's found help along the way.

Her life began in a massive pack, settled in a cabin that was isolated from the rest of the world. She grew up loved, cared for, protected. But as she aged, more siblings arrived, and soon a heavy burden was placed on her shoulders to provide for them. After all, she was one of the eldest siblings, and father loved her skills best. She was powerful, intelligent, good at strategy; the perfect hunter and the perfect heir. Raste's elders worked her endlessly and she trained hard to impress them, falling massive prey and defending it from wild beasts. Soon, every step was made with intent, every move calculated to terrifying precision. Recklessness led to mistakes, and mistakes led to empty stomachs and cruel punishment. Eventually, Raste realized that her family's hyper-dependence on her success was keeping her trapped, and they would only demand more and more. She was no longer loved by her pack. She was expected, taken for granted.

At 18, Raste left without notice. Her father must be furious. The pack would survive fine without her, but none would best her.

And at 26, Raste has spent years traveling America. She's come to consider most places the same - distrust and general avoidance from humans and a sliver of camraderie from other werewolves. She gives any new face the same exact treatment. Despite this, she has managed to pick up two incessent burrs, Reon and Tauno, who have managed to latch onto Raste the Unreachable and she has yet to shake them off, for better or for worse.

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Raste grew up on a super isolated farm (?) in like Montana and has spent most of her life as a wolf. Lived with a very large family and became a primary provider for them at a very young age (gifted kid grew up too fast yadayada) so at 18 she dipped. She didn't want to be forced into a role for the rest of her life, she wanted her own life, her own pack, led by her own rules.

• Stout, muscular figure with broad shoulders.
• Jewelry varies - she likes (fake) silver and black accessories.
• Sometimes shaves geometric designs/lines into the sides of her head.

• Born human with the ability to turn into a werewolf.
• No intermediate/anthropomorphized form yet but I'm thinking about giving her one.
• She feels compelled to shift, but she is not forced to like traditional werewolf media, nor does she go on blind rages when she shifts.
• Real silver burns her skin.

Forum Game Questions

1. Thoughts on children?
Having to care for a child or adolescent would probably overwhelm Raste. She's considered having children of her own, but hasn't had the time or energy to sort through her feelings about it. If she was forced to babysit a kid she would try tackling it alone, but would end up seeking help.