Character

Keonin openly displays affection and compassion. She will hardly ever turn away from someone in need, even if they happen to be her enemy. Patient and understanding, her experiences has made her wiser beyond her sweeps and this is often displayed during times where one might question their life, purpose, or identity. She is often charismatic and it is relatively easy to be friendly acquaintances with her. She may be too trustful at times; it can be very easy to get on her good side and have her enable trust in you if she sees the lack of danger. Everyone deserves a chance, after all, and that is exactly what she'll encourage. She can be described as a "mom friend" or a "therapist friend," often aiding others to look within themselves and to assure them it will not be the end of the world. Keonin is very protective of her packmates and the manner of her demeanor will change in a blink of an eye from friendly and charismatic to serious and offputtingly threatening. This pack has been her entire life's purpose and without it she views herself as nothing more than another wasting breath. She is often secretive of her backstory, revealing parts of it only if she feels it is necessary to get her point across. Keonin often reminisces over times past, and misses her Shifting ability. However, what's done is done and that is a concept she is both willing and struggling to accept in any situation.

History

TW: child abuse, human/animal conditioning, physical and sexual harassment

Keonin can't remember her early childhood. Truly, it seems that life begun for her on a very fateful day where she came close to the cold embraces of death. There had been a hunter looking for a kill, and Keonin and her lusus were chased down. Her lusus did not make it, and Keonin obtained a bullet wound that stopped her in her tracks. The hunter, realizing that he had shot a Shadowdropper, spared Keonin but not for the pity or empathy.

The hunter, known as Inibin, had kept Keonin as his personal hunting dog. He had conditioned her to hunt for other Trolls who would then be captured and auctioned into slavery. She was not treated like a Troll with her own thoughts and feelings; rather, Keonin had been brought up like an animal forced in chains and collars, eating from food dishes, and forced to be on all fours-- even if she was not in her Shifted form. To Inibin, she was a powerful tool and weapon for him to use in fights involving deception, tracking, and the chase. Any sign of disobedience or talking back resulted in physical abuse and other forms of harassment. However, this did not entirely squash out her identity, as Keonin had found a love for books and often snuck one in if she could. The books had kept her imagination flowing and offered a source of coping.

One night, Inibin let Keonin out of her room to show her off to his colleagues. Not permitted to Shift, she was forced to stand humiliated as the colleagues made perverted commentary and gestures towards her. She wasn't a Troll of their status; she was an object, a possession, a tool. She bit back tears, anger and embarassment prodding at her from head to toe. When she was walked back to her room, a dark feeling had overcome her; still angry, she Shifted and lashed out at Inibin and killed him while they were still out of sight. Snarling, she went and finished the job with his guests turning the hive into a blood bath by the end of the night. She escaped into the surrounding forest soon after.

Tales of a terrible beast prowling the woods killing innocent civilians rose wherever she went, and lasted for sweeps as she stayed within a portion of a forest nearest a town where she earned the name Banehowl. Children were warned to never wander alone in the forest, and even the adults were wary when it got to be too late. Indeed, Keonin killed whoever entered her territory-- out of defense and precaution than anything else. She never did like it, but she wanted to keep herself safe. This was the only sure way she knew.

Until she met Shiver. He wasn't much older than her, a late adolescent youth that would venture to the forest's edge. He would often play ball there, and would purposefully kick it into the forest chalking it up as an accident. ...Only, the ball would always roll back to him. He had begun to make friends with the forest's edge, not knowing Keonin was in the shadows and had taken a curious interest in him. Why? Only because he smelled just like her: a Shadowdropper. After a little more than a sweep of playing invisible catch, Keonin finally presented herself to him confirming his suspicions. He helped her learn to be more comfortable with herself and the world around her. He taught her to stand properly, to speak certain words and how to read fluently. In return, she showed him the natural abundancies of the forest, the herbs, the animals, and the beautiful sceneries.

Noticing his involvement with the beast of the forest, the village chased after them with torches and pitchforks, driving the two away from the area. Ever since, the duo were inseparable and lived together in the wilderness where Shiver further taught Keonin how to control Shifts and what she could do as a Shadowdropper. Over time, the two became matesprits. They did try to form a pack of Trolls like them, to have a "family" in human terms. They eventually formed a pack with various other Shadowdroppers.

When the Rebellion picked up speed, the pack offered their services. The pack played medic to the injured Trolls, provided hospitality, food, shelter if they could. There were safety in numbers. But after a surprise attack from enemy Fleet soldiers, the pack lost more than half of its patients and members. As a result, Shiver and Keonin abandoned their self-made duties and retreated into the country side.

The consequences of the Rebellion battles were not yet over. A bounty set on them was picked up by the Huntsman Heisen who had been searching for Keonin all his life after she attacked him as the Banehowl in his youth. However, due to the cat-and-mouse relationship of the goal, Heisen quickly became obsessed with the capture, growing an even more unhealthy interest in Keonin and a love that extended to Shiver, for Heisen considerd what was associated with Keonin must be his too. However in the process, his obsession had lead to Shiver's death. Keonin had found his body come the next night, and ran away alone with the threat of Heisen lingering over her for sweeps to come.

However, Shiver's good nature did not die with him. Keonin vowed to carry on his goals and aspirations to create a safe haven for outcasts. Over a many deal of sweeps, Keonin would roam Alternia in a constant lookout for hiding places; sheltering in abandoned buildings, crooks in forests, overhangs on mountains; while all the while the number of members in her pack grew. This compensated not only Shadowdroppers but rainbow drinkers, phantoms, undead, and a variety of Mutants and Purebloods as well. Keonin quickly became a mother to a large group of Trolls she would affectionately call her "pups." They were nomadic, always on the move, always wary of strangers, but they were tight and loving with each other: and that's what brought joy to Keonin. Shiver did not die for nothing; this was the purpose he gave her.

Keonin had eventually come down with an unknown illness. This illness had hit her with a fever so high that it damaged her body and genetic structure. She became unable to physically Shift, and her blood went from Lime to Mutant Red: damaged.

In-Canon

Keonin died in-canon, her illness having had caught up to her. This had caused the pack to split in two under different leaderships.

Tumblr Adaptations

Psyche! Keonin didn't die! But she still suffers with chronic illnesses. She co-leads her pack now instead of solely leading, as she's not always in the healthiest state to tend to everything. Due to this, and realizing her pack are growing up and are starting to fend for themselves she feels a little less secure about her life purpose.

Notes

• She will happily ramble on about books if you prompt her. Did someone say book club?
• Don't give her chocolate. She's allergic and doesn't like the taste.
• Quirk: capitalizes V, A, K, and replaces C with "<"
• Adores fairy tales, mythologies, legends and folklores
• Has a good deal of knowledge on on herbal healing and various natural remedies

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        Bicurious- taken  panpale- taken!  ashpan- open!  Not interested/looking!

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