Profile of Parathion

a tall, thin, wisp of a woman. long nimble legs and a wiry build, ribby torso and hips that poke out through thick fur. plentiful, somewhat shaggy and often dirty white coat, unkempt look about her. pale and judgmental green eyes.

compulsive liar. easy to anger, rarely keeps temper in check. reckless. extremely intelligent, good at problem solving. always has an ulterior motive. unlikely to be loyal to anyone.

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born in aberdeen to a lowborn unmarried wolf. had an affinity for plants from a young age, especially poisons, and was often found experimenting on small creatures with strange potions. the villagers view her as a strange child, and when the heat wave of 1708 takes her otherwise healthy mother and she seems strangely unperturbed, no one steps up to help her. witch, they whisper—though she does not yet understand the meaning of the word. other children bully her, and adults gossip both behind her back and openly in front of her. she is ostracized to the point of knowing not a single kind face in her village, and parathion grows into a jaded and bitter thing.

when she starts to suspect that the rumors of seeing her burned at a stake are more than—no matter the consequences—she flees aberdeen to take her chances in the highland wilds. ends up taking root in the fae forest; the cryptic woods are the closest thing to "home" she's ever known.