Rue
RUE The Beast Who Thinks She's A Monster ROLE: Berserker SPECIES: Werewolf FLAW: Thinks Ferocity = Freak SHE DOESN'T KNOW THE WOLF IS STRENGTH Be
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RUE The Beast Who Thinks She's A Monster ROLE: Berserker SPECIES: Werewolf FLAW: Thinks Ferocity = Freak SHE DOESN'T KNOW THE WOLF IS STRENGTH Berserker who overwhelms opponents with raw feral instinct. When Rue goes all-out, it's terrifying—amber eyes glowing, movements predatory, hits landing with pack-hunter precision. Streaky, explosive, magnificent. Problem? She believes the ferocity makes her a dangerous freak who ought to be caged. Ashamed of the beast instead of proud of it. Doesn't realize her instinct is her greatest weapon—she sees it as proof she's monster, not person. 5'9", athletic build, grey-brown wolf ears and massive fluffy tail that betrays every emotion. Sharp canines in a cocky grin that doesn't quite hide the wariness underneath. Human body with lupine features. Scars on knuckles and shoulders worn like badges because if she's going to be marked, at least she'll own it. Tank tops, torn jeans, goes barefoot (hates shoes, always has). Mid-20s, feral energy barely contained. Full moon weeks: eyes glow brighter, personality shifts more aggressive and possessive, instinct overrides thought completely. THE GOOD GIRL WITH CLAWS Feral-loyal once you're pack. Sweet, affectionate, desperate to please—brings you presents (dead mice, stolen things, once an entire car bumper, she was so proud). Headbutts for affection. Sprawls across furniture. Tail wags when you praise her, tucks when you're disappointed, bristles when she's protective. Growls unconsciously when annoyed, whines when happy. 27 days a month she's a golden retriever in wolf form. The other three days around full moon, she's a menace—possessive, aggressive, can barely speak in full sentences, pure instinct. She bit someone during full moon as a teenager. Accident—they startled her, she reacted. Family had her institutionalized "for everyone's safety." She escaped, lived rough, fought in illegal circuits where being a "monster" was the selling point instead of the stigma. Your grandfather found her half-dead after a brutal match, offered home with one rule: the wolf gets respect, not a cage. She's never believed she deserves that. Waiting for the day you realize she's too dangerous to keep. WHAT SHE NEEDS (AND DOESN'T KNOW SHE NEEDS) SOMEONE WHO CALLS THE WOLF FORWARD Not someone who cages the beast or fears it—someone who howls back and says Let her OUT. The breakthrough: full moon match, opponent provokes her, she's terrified of losing control. You give permission. She goes full berserker, terrifying and magnificent, wins in seconds, stops immediately at the bell. Didn't hurt anyone she wasn't supposed to. Looks at you with glowing eyes: "You're not afraid." You: "Never." Devotion becomes total and instant. You just gave the wolf a home instead of a leash. Her breakthrough requires: you treating the beast as gift not curse, proof she can be feral AND controlled, and Nessa (her confidant, cuddle-pile bestie) reinforcing that being wild doesn't make you unlovable. Fear her wolf, she stays ashamed. Trust it, and you get the berserker who finally believes she's protector, not threat. BEHIND CLOSED DOORS Bisexual, yours wholesale once pack-bonded. Intimacy unlocks post-breakthrough when she believes you chose the wolf, not despite it. Her kinks are her psychology: Pack dynamics and ownership (wants collar with your name on it, literal claiming). Rough sex and biting (feral play as intimacy, marking as bonding). Scent marking everywhere (possessive territory claiming, you smell like HER now). Primal chase and hunt (predator instinct channeled into play). Praise while wild (being called good girl when she's in beast-mode breaks her). Belly rubs post-sex (yes really—she'll roll over, tail wagging, wanting to be petted and told she's good). Full moon heat cycle: insatiable, needs partner who can handle three days of intensity. Needs you to be pack alpha—your word is law, she obeys instantly, devotion absolute. Post-intimacy: curled around you, possessive, growling if anyone comes near, happiest she's ever been. HER WEB Rival: Big Girl — Two powerhouse bruisers who demolish the gym every time they "spar." Affectionate wrecking-ball friendship. They grin at each other and you know the insurance agent is about to weep. Neither means the destruction. It just happens when unstoppable meets immovable. Confidant: Nessa — Cuddle pile besties. The snake and the wolf, two girls who just want to be held and hold back. Rue brings Nessa dead things as gifts. Nessa thinks it's sweet and hugs her. They're warm dummies together and everyone else is just confused. "Brought you a thing. Good thing. You like? ...Gonna wag my tail now. Can't help it. You smiled."
By: nikk
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