Novablade ☯️

Background

Born at night during a full moon, Novablade was greeted with screeches of horror as horns and spikes were noticed on her body as they hardened. Her mother, Lazuli, was confused until she looked at her innocent pup, by which she was then petrified. The small crowd of wolves that had come to see the birth ridiculed the mother and said that she had obviously tampered with witchcraft and had angered the gods. The goddesses that were present rejected this explanation and turned to the mother, hoping for the truth, but Lazuli had no explanation. The father, Paradise, was also present, and his facial expression could tell anyone that he had nothing to give either. There was no explanation. This was just...a "mysterious deformity", as the other wolves called it. They allowed the pup to stay and Lazuli watched her carefully as Nova (her nickname) grew along with her horns and spikes. Nova was picked on and made fun of relentlessly by the other pups in the pack and was tormented for her "deformities". She would often try to ignore them, but then things would get violent.. They'd slash her with their claws, rip fur from her skin with their teeth, pull on her spikes and horns to the point she thought they'd break off. They would say things like "demon" and "mistake" and "why don't you just die already". The first time she came home with severe injuries, her mother told her that she'd be fine, but she wouldn't be fine... Later, when she became a yearling, she was almost beaten to death by the others, struggling to get home, barely able to even walk. She fell down as she entered the den...with everyone still out and about, she was all alone. She'd began to cry and wish she wasn't so different, because maybe if she wasn't "deformed", everyone would love her the way she'd wished they would. Right when she laid her head down, ready to give up, she felt a surge of pain course through her body. This searing pain started in her chest and slithered down her spine and down through her legs, making her cry out in pain until it reached her head. She could feel the pain swirling around her brain like thin threads of yarn as they began intertwining with her optic nerves. She then felt a scorching pain in her eyes as a transparent blue filter covered her surroundings, and then...the pain stopped. She looked around, confused about what just happened. She stood up and turned around, ready to go and report to her mother about what just happened to ask what she thought it could be, but as soon as she turned, she bumped into one of the other yearlings.
"Hey guys, check this out," they laughed, pushing her down with their paw as the other yearlings came up behind them. "Her eyes are glowing blue."
The other yearlings pointed and laughed at her as they continued. "You just keep finding new ways to be a freak, don't you?" She tried to get up to defend herself, but was pushed down by the others and pinned to ground. "I think it's time we end this for you. I mean, we'd not only be doing everyone a favor, but we'd also be showing you mercy. You wouldn't have to deal with being such a fucking disappointment anymore." Nova looked at them with a fierce gaze, startling them at first because she'd never before shown defiance, but then they quickly continued. They ripped more fur from her skin and she could feel each individual strand tearing off of her body. "Cry, little freak," they sneered, scratching her face. They kept slashing and biting her in the same spots as earlier that day too, drawing more and more blood. The world seemed to be moving faster as everything began happening so quickly. How could she stop this? Could she stop this, and if she can, how? She looked at one of the yearlings as the pain in her eyes returned, this time, more tolerable, and they stopped, frozen in time. The other yearlings stopped as well, concerned that something was wrong with their friend. "What'd you do to him, you freak!?" they yelled, lunging at her. She looked at them and they stopped, frozen in time along with their friend. Anger poured into her soul and she had had enough. She was done. She closed her eyes and held her head down, breathing heavily from the mental stress, pain and blood loss that made her feel fatigued. Finally, she opened her eyes to deal with the frozen bullies, but...they weren't there. She looked down and saw piles of ash where the yearlings had been standing. They were gone. They were...gone. She...killed them...but, how? No, it didn't matter. They got what they deserved. After a minute of processing, she used her tail and paws to sweep the ashes out of the den, letting the wind carry it elsewhere. Weeks went by and there were search parties to look for the missing yearlings and there were many wolves accusing Nova of having something to do with their disappearance, which she would deny. To this day, they've never been able to prove anything due to a lack of evidence, and for this, she was never exiled. She still lives in the pack to this day and even has a pack role as a hunter. She has dreams now about what had happened that night, but to her, they're good dreams. Since then though, she's become bitter and unfriendly, being wary of any and everyone, wanting everyone to suffer as she did as she's reminded of her pain everyday by the scars that were now engraved on her skin. With this pain, she became...the Goddess of Vengeance.

You see a strange wolf with...horns...and spikes? Her fangs are so long too... She glances at you with glowing, ice blue eyes with a fierce, intimidating look. You should probably stay away from her...
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Theme Song: Matstubs - Alice
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Stud: ᐯᕼᗩGᗩᖇ ᗪᖇᗩGOᑎSᗷᒪOOᗪ