name: Freya.
pronounced: [fray-ah].
meaning: Norwegian goddess of beauty, war, death and love.
gender: Female.
offspring: Valhalla.
status: Highly aggressive to males.
rarity: Very rare due to bull horns, braids and hoops in hair and having no bright accents.
species: Pantha Wolves.
personality:
Cruel, dominant, aggressive and manipulating, Freya is the queen of all the males she meets.
She
is highly sadistic to them and treats all males like playtoys; never
does she consider favoritism and something akin to love, and not once has
she given in completely to a male before and produced a litter. Due to
her dominant nature, it makes it difficult for her to find a male who
can withstand her heat for long enough to get what he wants.
She is a slave driver, and once she has a male wrapped around her pinky she
expects him to jump at her commands without hesitation. This natural
boss attitude creates an oozing aura of confidence and self-esteem, just
lapping at the edge of egotistical. For now, Freya comfortably rests
in the domain of arrogance.
Lacking a drive for friendship,
companions, or pups, Freya is nearly constantly alone; and this is just
how she likes it. She avoids crowds, specifically ones with females
involved, and in fact, hates the females almost as much as she hates
males. While she will be bodily aggressive to males, to the females of
her species she is pointedly snappish and emotionally twisting; and
will only resort to actually touching them if she needs to.
Drawn to
fights that moth to a flame, Freya waltzes through life with the grace
of a queen and the personality of a matriarch. She expects others to
bow at her feet; and the pale, pale eyes that watch all slip past
remain as distant and as far fetched as ever. It seems not once has it
been warmed by the flickering candelight of pity or affection.
Only recently has she gotten someone who she actually trusts, and enjoys the company of, and that is her son Valhalla. When he reached a year of age she encouraged him to leave her territory and he did; but their relationship was so strong even then that he settled in a territory nestled right up against hers. This allows them day-to-day conversations and unlike other Pantha Wolves, she never feels aggression towards him. She is hoping these quiet maternal instincts last; she loves having someone she can consider a friend.
