Hannyuu

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Name:

Hannyuu(Last name unknown)

Age:
16

Height:
4,7'

Weight:
70 Pounds

Mother: Khaydarin (Adopted)

Current clothes:

-A plain large white t shirt that is more like a dress on her body, it is plenty stained in dirt and blood, and with several large tears.
New- A newer cleaner black shirt she got from a benefactor.

Appearance:
She is a young and small teenage Neko girl who despite her rather cute appearance, usually looks rather ragged, wearing what ever clothes she currently has available, most of which she picks up from where ever she can find them.
Even if its just a large shirt, its better than wandering around in nothing. The thin clothes never seem to be enough during winter as the cold wind cuts right through it to her scrawny body.
She has light pink hair that is very thin and soft, and a tail with a bushy base. at the end of her tail she wraps a hairband there as a small memento of kindness a stranger showed her after staying with them for the night.
Her eyes are a light but intense crimson color that matches her hair quite nicely, yet the dark circles under her eyes often can detract from this.

Her body is pretty small for her age, being only 4'7 and barely 65 pounds as she does not quite get much of a chance to eat very well, shes learned to ignore hunger pangs quite well, but she does feel the pain from it on many a cold nights.

She does not have much in the way of breasts, not needing a bra, even if she did have one, she would barely have more than a bulge to her chest. Her legs are firm from running so much, but her arms are quite skinny, almost as if they could snap from the smallest impact.

Her face has a small cut across her right cheek that shows a faint scar which she tries to keep hidden, she got this getting away from a incident when she was younger, one she does not like to talk about and keeps suppressed in her mind, it began her fear of people in general, and still influences her still, making her shy away from nearly everyone, the only exception would be someone she is close to who can actually make her feel safe, something she has not felt in years.


Personality: She is a extremely shy and usually innocent girl who deep down just longs for a home and friends to call her own, but life had dealt her a hard hand, leaving her a abandoned orphan, being cast into the street many times, and growing up there didn't toughen her inside much as it should have, being too scared to try and steal her food, and avoiding the warmer places to curl up for fear of a predator coming along and grabbing her to eat or use her for other desires. By this point in her life she just felt... tired, she just wanted it all to be over, but she was still too afraid of pain and death, despite how much she wished for it.

She is scared of snakes, dragons, and similar reptiles, after nearing becoming their prey so many times just in the city and the small grass area they had their where she would curl up with her hoover blanket tring to keep warm, nearly not escaping the coils of a hungry snake hiding in the tree. While she thought for a bit it would have been a relief to just surrender herself, she couldn't fight the urge to keep living, hoping for a better life for herself, which brings her this place where she had heard interesting rumors.

She is ready to die by this point, but is too scared to do it herself, so she wanders in hopes of finding someone who will make it as painless as possible.

History: Hannyuu never knew her parents, but she guessed they were slaves like she was. From the time she could walk she was instructed on cleaning or anything else her 'masters' demanded of her. Being a slave in a upper class house, she was kept out of eyesight most times and expected to hear any of the family in any part of the house from her little closet she was kept. Despite being upper class, her treatment was anything but, with not an eyebrow raised if she was struck.
She hated those people... Even more so as she got older and she learned of some of her master's... tastes. Those memories are buried deep and haunt her in the night. Despite being homeless and rather destitute she feels at least that bit of freedom is better then being a slave, though it is hard to escape being treated like trash...
After a horrible years on the street, wandering where she could and just surviving, she has had her taste of 'freedom' and now just seeks the freedom her end would bring.

Views on vore: Player is fond of Forceful, and willing vore, but character is quite shy, and would have to either be coiled tightly, held down, or talked very carefully into vore as she has no reform yet, atleast not that she knows of, sence she doesnt know its possible yet.

Views on sex: She is quite scared of others for very very good reasons, but is not a stranger to it. With it being a trauma for her it would be near impossible in her current situation to get her into bed willingly.

Was taken in by Khaydarin and given some reason to live, and is slowly healing with her as her adopted daughter.

Fun fact! She is a Ragdoll cat!

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Alt of The_Laboratory