Sleetfang

[lorki]

Your character's full name: Sleetfang (Sleet)
Age: 24
Species: Ferret
Gender: Female
Appearance:

Sleet is a silver ferret, she is mostly soft dove gray with darker tones about her ears and limbs and lighter silver around her back and underbelly. She is slightly petite with a shorter then average build but this doesn't take away from her strength, which is quite exceptional considering her size. She is missing about half of her left ear and her tail seems oddly short. If one were to look closely her legs are dappled in burn scars.

Belongings:

Her weapons are very important to her and extremely high quality and beautifully made. She carries a varying number of throwing knives which work as her longer range weapons and two twin short swords, they are based off of swords she found in the south and have a slight curve to them.

Weather permitting she wears a multitude of tank-top like blouses or ones that tie behind her neck. If it is colder she of course prefers warmer clothing and often dons a dark colored cloak. She always wears long trousers to hide the discoloration from the scars on her legs.

Her other belongings change from time to time. She carries nothing of sentimental value for a reason.

Job or Position:

Killer for hire, Wanderer

Personality:

Sleet is classically ferret. She is clever, curious and sneaky. She sometimes acts foolishly and without giving thought to her actions and can become restless very easily. She is a bit of an ill tempered creature. She never makes a good first impression because of her generally snappy and standoffish nature. She is sarcastic, rude and stubborn but also quite humorous and finds great enjoyment in entertaining herself while angering others.

Sleets morals are what what some would consider extremely distorted. This mainly stems from her history. Her childhood self is continually confused and blown away by the cruelty around her, this leads her to be on occasion unbelievably noble. The part of her that grew up within a horde is just the opposite. It is the cruelty in her, the part that stirs her deepest anger and pushes her to kill savagely without consideration. Thrown in with slight self loathing she is a somewhat misunderstood beast. She hates most who consider themselves 'good', if she hears anyone refers to her as 'vermin' she immediately initiates a fight. She hates and disrespects horde followers, it takes a very particular creature to get on Sleet's good side. The reason she has few close friends. In a nutshell Sleet his lost sight of everything she valued and loved as a younger beast and thus lost her faith and hope for acceptance in the eyes of others. She has buried the part of her that wants to be liked, wants to be at peace and covered in it layers of spite, vengeance and anger at the creatures who she believes took away mostly all of her opportunities and made her view life so harshly.

However, those that have known Sleet for some time can attest to the fact that she is much more stable, civil and all around less volatile now that she was through much of her teenage years. Much of this can be attributed to the fact that she discovered the existence of her little brother around age 19 and suddenly had something in her life other than simple motivation to kill.

Not to say it is impossible for her to find happiness and friendship. When a particular beast is able to get beyond her spiky outer layer Sleet is an oddly compassionate ferret with some. She is fiercely loyal with her friends and family and quick to act on behalf of somebody else. Though not to admit it she deeply fears the loss of any creature that shares her friendship and can become quite reckless if they are endangered. Once someone has rubbed her the wrong way she doesn't take kindly to them at all. She holds a strong bias against certain creatures and groups and does not hesitate to remember a grudge, though for her greatest and most constant foes she holds an odd strong sort of respect.

History and Background Information:

Sleet was born under a different name, in a far northern village compiled of ferrets, foxes and weasels. They were outside of any communication with the world beyond their small valley, happily ignorant. Her family was large, active and happy. Having two elder siblings and a twin, she grew up as a mischievous child, inseparable from her twin sister and a mimic to her older brother, who she idolized. Her childhood was spent running wild in the woods, rock climbing, fishing, fort building, rough housing, and raft building. As the runt of her family, the little gray ferret was known to have an attitude that could stand up to just about any beast in the village. She was known to be determined, stubborn and clever, able to talk circles around some and ultimately get her way the majority of the time. Ironically, however, she was also known to be particularly helpful and empathetic.

The villagers were not aware when their leader, an ex warlord who had had a bounty on his head attacked and killed the son of a Badgerlord who had wondered too near their their false paradise. This inevitably lead to the destruction of the entire village when she was very young (about 9). In an understandable fit of rage the badgers staged what ended up to be a full scale slaughter. All of her family safe for one of her younger brothers were killed and the village burned.

After witnessing the slaughter of her two eldest siblings she attempted to rescue her youngest brothers, but quickly lost them in the large chaos. She escaped on her own with her legs badly burned from the flames. After days on her own she stumbled upon a small horde of vermin and was 'adopted' by a wolf. After her rattled mind had returned to near-normality she began to learn leaning awkwardly about the real world. She developed into a skilled spitfire of a fighter by the time she was a teenager. Around age thirteen her mentor was killed. She took his knives as her own and chose to go off on her own, deciding that whatever beast was so unfortunate to share her friendship would surely meet a gruesome end.

On her own, Sleet set out on a mission. She brutally hunted down almost every badger that had any involvement in the murder of her family and grotesquely kept their severed tails as a sort of souvenir. By the age of fifteen her name was a constant whisper among Salamandastron beasts, the damned ferret that struck without fear, seemed to never grow tired, fought through every injury inflicted upon her and miraculously escaped death. She was known to kill sleeping patrol's with throwing needles, never waking a single beast and always being spotted by those on lookout too late. But she'd leave them alive, to go back to talk more about the little gray ghost with no desire but to kill them.

And it was true, throughout her teenage years Sleet's violence exceeded extreme levels. She carried an arsenal of weapons. She initiated many of her battles, antagonized woodland creatures and vermin alike and offed them from afar with knives and needles. She poisoned entire groups, tainted food and water supplies with venom and deadly herbs. She became a one ferret army with the world as an enemy. The few friends she made during this time were fleeting, often ripped away by violent deaths. The continuing tragedy around her only fueled her rage and violent, thoughtless actions.

In her late teens she was reunited with her only living relative, her younger brother Kutenai. This triggered an immediate change in Sleet's behavior. her recklessness faded away, her thoughtless violence and destruction was replaced. She became more thoughtful, and while she continued her work as assassin and avenger of her dead family, she did so on a much more discreet level. Before, Sleet had not cared for her own life, subconsciously she had even wished to be caught and killed at times. But now she had something else to live for, and her brother came to eventually replace revenge as the most important aspect to her life, leading Sleet to return much more to her own nature, rather than the one the world around her had thrust upon her.

Sleets various assignments have caused the death of many many beasts. She is somewhat well known and that along has caused her trouble, but so far she has managed to evade most bounty hunters, vermin slayers, angry family members of the dead and the like.

Currently Sleet travels with her closest current friend, Redin Outmir. The two shared quite a long bout of back and forth attempts at murder and both failed. She settled to have that odd sort of enemy respect for him, but that upon their joint decision to stop trying, lead to friendship.

Family history- Sleet's parents (Mother- Tesra, Father- Seroq) Had a small squad of children. She had an older brother named Briaar and an older sister named Terin. She had a twin sister named Sarria and twin younger brothers. All are now deceased safe for Kutenia, one of her youngest brothers.

Any other details:

Random facts --
Sleet has a mouse allergy. They make her stuffy and occasionally cause sneezing fits. To aid her in such situations where she must face one she carries a black cloth to tie around her mouth and nose.

She is fearful of fire and gets seasick.

Relationships--

Redin Outmir- friend and occasional punching bag.

Kutenai- Younger brother

Code Words: correct

Sleet Art gallery
This one is from Skipp. Thank you!!!


This one is old, from an old RP buddy named Dia...



Tir is Sleets new otter. Thank you, Tirael!!



Does it count as Fan Art if I drew it? Eh... why not.

[Treble Tiderunner]

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