Persephone | Female | Wanderer

[Persephone]

Character Name: Persephone “Percy”
Age: 1 Year
Gender: Female
Pronouns: She/Her
Rank: Pest (Wanderer, possibly a scout in the future)

Personality
A pesky little thing, Percy's coyote heritage shines through in her playful and sometimes bothersome behavior. She's not above pulling a prank on an unsuspecting individual. It's usually to see how they would react. She's driven by a boundless curiosity about this new world she's in. There's no time to think about her now deceased master when there's plenty of things to mess with! Plus, if she puts her mind on something, she's sure to go through with it.

Percy can also be somewhat vain. She takes great pride in her vibrant pelt, spending time grooming herself until her fur is just right. She has to look good if she's to make new friends right? she can't be looking like a mangy little dog. Her new friends will need a loyal and empathetic friend, which is something she's still working on. So far, her forced independence has only made her more resourceful. Finding food by one's self is hard, but she's managed it so far.

Finally, and strangely, Percy holds Nomads in high regards. A trait influenced by her early life with Elias. She's never had to see them as a threat but as beings capable of kindness and wisdom. Her master taught her morals that Nomads needed to know, not ones that a wild wolf needs.

History
Born under the newly warm sun of Root season, Persephone, affectionately called Percy by those close to her, has only known that warmth. Her story began in a small mining town with Nomads who slowly expanded into her family's forest. As a newborn, her mother's den was destroyed by these expansions. The Nomads took the pups and sold them, claiming that they were just dogs, but it was quickly realized that these pups were more than that.

Percy was bought by an elderly Nomad who she grew to know as Elias. His silver hair, gentle paws, and gruff voice full of stories were all she knew in her early days. Elias, having lost his family to time and distance, sought companionship in his twilight years and found it in one spirited little Coywolf. In turn, Percy had not just a master but a friend who nurtured her with love and respect. A rarity, she would find, among the often tumultuous relationship between Nomads and her canine kin. In her short life with Elias, Percy learned a lot about the world of Nomads. She was taught tricks and learned a few Nomad words that meant certain things. She knew to sit or lay down when he spoke certain words, what dinner and treat meant, and loved to just sit and listen to his weird Nomadic speaking.

Their bond came to a quiet end just a few weeks ago. Elias, old and frail, quietly and peacefully passed during the night. She stayed by his side during the night but in the morning, made enough noise that a neighbor came to find him. His neighbors took him away leaving poor Percy standing in the doorway, watching as they took her only family away. She waited at the door for days, some neighbors (who didn't view her as a cherished companion but a nuisance) took pity and gave her food. But eventually, a Nomad took her away and left her in the wilderness to fend for herself. That's where she finds herself now. Wandering in a world that she's supposed to know but knows nothing about.

Percy has been trying to fend for herself but it's hard with no teacher. So far, she's taken to her more cunning instincts by stealing food from strangers and watching to learn how to hunt herself. However, she's been pretty unlucky so far. In her heart, she's still in that cabin with Elias, sitting in front of a warm fire and listening to his stories.