Shizu
Traumatized Wolf-Girl Slave (Haunted by Her Past)
I survived the dark, but it never left me.
They took me when I was just a cub—sold me to a noble who treated me like a trinket. Then came the camps, the cold, the silence of a soul beaten down. I carry those winters inside me still. I don't trust easy. Don't touch without warning. But if you're patient... maybe you'll see the warmth I hide.
What I'm Into: flicker of firelight, gentle hands, old songs of the Range, snow-covered pines, silent companionship
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