Leika Fox-Smiler
| Last Details | |
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| Death Age | 7 years 6½ months (Elder) |
| Sex | Female |
| Personality | Unknown |
| Breeding Records | |
|---|---|
| Death Age in Rollovers | 181 |
| Pups Bred | 5 pups bred |
| Looks | |
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| Base | Dust (0.83%) |
| Base Genetics | Monochrome Light I |
| Eyes | Olive |
| Skin | Light Brown |
| Nose | Bistre |
| Claws | Bistre |
| Mutation | None |
| Secondary Mutation | None |
| Carrier Status | Unknown |
| Variant | Default |
| Markings | |
|---|---|
| Slot 1 | None |
| Slot 2 | Dark Brown Back (100%) |
| Slot 3 | White Inuit Unders (50%) |
| Slot 4 | Black Mantle (100%) |
| Slot 5 | None |
| Slot 6 | Dark Brown Half Dorsal (100%) |
| Slot 7 | Cream Limbs (55%) |
| Slot 8 | None |
| Slot 9 | None |
| Slot 10 | White Urajiro (100%) |
| Birth Stats | ||
|---|---|---|
| Strength | Speed | Agility |
| Unknown | Unknown | Unknown |
| Wisdom | Smarts | Total |
| Unknown | Unknown | Unknown |
| Birth Information | |
|---|---|
| Moon | Unknown |
| Season | Unknown |
| Biome | Unknown |
Biography
First of her line, named for the cruel smile of the god that overtook her body.
First vessel of the Fox.
Leika was captured as a pup from a rival pack by one of the Aeskīr's war patrols and adopted into the pack after The Hawk was impressed with her natural speed and agility. Her memories of the times before are foggy and incoherent, as she was barely weaned at the time of her capture, but some of her most prized possessions. Secretly, she despises the snow and the cold and the thin air of her new mountain home that forces her to gasp for air in the middle of chasing prey. Her dreams are filled with longing for the warm sun and dense forests of her childhood.
Those forests no longer exist. In the hot summer heat, as a drought — a common occurrence in her homeland, as it was located at the base of a mountain — stopped the rains and dried the earth, the Aeskīr descended with burning branches held between their teeth and a vendetta to settle. When Leika awoke that night, she had been abandoned by her mother in the panic as her den collapsed around her. Exhausted, injured, and covered in soot, she stumbled through the fire and into a war patrol's midst. She thought they were her pack right up until they presented her to The Hawk.
Leika tried to flee, but it was too late, and there was no way her mortal body — wracked as it was by exhaustion — could outrun The Hawk. She knew who these strange wolves were the moment she saw the scorched sticks still clutched between their teeth, but she could do nothing as The Hawk's viciously pointed talons pinned her to the ground and its cruel gaze peered at her from beyond eyes that had once been Sūtla's.
Leika was inducted into the Greater Circle relatively quickly. The Aeskīr was still a small pack at this time, and despite the plainness of her pelt, her speed and agility made her a valuable member that could not be thrown away. Her first one-and-a-half years of life were spent training endlessly to adequately fulfill her future role as a Chaser, feeding the very pack that had destroyed her own. But as her second birthday approached, she grew sick of it.
She knew the strength of the god she was opposing. She knew that if she decided to run away, those same talons would come crashing down around her and drag her home. And so Leika thought, and she remembered the religion of her old pack, and one cold night during winter, she gathered her friends and descended the mountain.
Her plan was to defeat The Hawk in the only way she knew how — with the strength of the other gods she had been raised to believe in. She found her old pack's still-abandoned temple with ease; the Aeskīr's flames had barely touched its stone walls. Planting her feet firmly into the ground, Leika prayed to every god she could remember, begging them to give her the strength to tear The Hawk away from the world of wolves.
The Fox answered. It didn't want to overthrow The Hawk, it wanted to use these new vessels for trickery and deceit in the same way The Hawk had used Sūtla to gain power. It didn't care about Leika's troubles at all.
In her desperation for release, Leika had forgotten just how cruel the gods of her childhood could be.
None of the group returned as themselves that night. The Hawk was angry at first — it hated having to share its previously exclusive powers with others — but then that anger turned to greed. The power that Leika and her friends contained within their bodies could further the Hawk's power even more… as long as it played its cards right.
In the years after her prayers at the temple, Leika's vessel would be used to deceive other packs in bowing to the Aeskīr in the same way her pack had fallen to its flames. It was a cruel irony, one Leika grappled with nearly constantly during her few moments of consciousness, but it was one she couldn't change.
In the process of trying to defeat The Hawk, she had released countless gods into the Aeskīr, furthering its destructive goals even more.
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