Vianne Fields

[Vianne]

"Kingdom come, their will was done
And now the earth is far away
from any kind of heaven
Hallowed be these frozen fields
And every single one of us
Still left in want of mercy
Take us home"

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Name: Vianne Allison Fields
Pronunciation: VI-ann
Meaning: Full of Life, Alive, Lively
Nicknames: Vi, Annie, Red
Species: Werewolf
Gender: Female
Age: 22
Birthday: October 17, 1991
Height: 5' 5"
Weight: 124 lbs? how weight?
Occupation: Performer: Violinist
Traveled as the violinist of a folk band.
Pack: None: Rogue

Mother: Elaine Anne Fields
Father: ---

[Vianne]

"What's down in the well comes up in the bucket."

Appearance: Human Reference
A lanky reed of a woman, shifting requires more energy than her body can manage to provide. Despite eating well and often, she maintains a near boyish figure, with a small chest and a narrow hip set. She's not without slender curves, but since Vianne tends to wear larger clothes, her slight figure is most often swallowed in fabric.

With straight, shoulder length red hair, her pale skin isn't without a healthy dosing of freckles. Spotting cheeks, nose, shoulders, and limbs, she 'freckles up' come summertime, but is relatively 'lily white' during the winter months. Above a pointed chin and a narrow jaw line, a wide, thin top lip rests above a fuller bottom lip, but that's only because she incessantly nibbles on the lower. A natural pink tint on her otherwise pale cheeks offsets large light blue eyes, and placed above a slightly uptweaked nose, she's an unassuming sort-of-pretty.

Older now, the werewolf has a few scars to her legs and back. The scar from her turning sits on her left side, below ribs and abdomen. While she has the thin fingers of a practiced musician, her flat feet have seen too much dirt and gravel to look any sort of okay.

Personality:
A swiss army knife nestled among the keep of larger swords and daggers, Vianne's a versatile weapon to wield.

Not one to conform to expectations or responsibility, the rogue remains footloose and fancy free. Selfish in some remarks, she values her own freedom over the concerns of any pack or person. Vianne tries hard to ignore all calls to responsibility, but she does in fact harbor a deep seated love for family and friends. Despite the independent act she pulls, 'family' sits nestled at the center of her concerns, right beside her sense of self.

Stubborn, the lady voices her own interests and scarcely budges once she's made up her mind. Free-willed and difficult to control, the redheaded woman would have a difficult time adjusting to a pack-like setting. Loyalty to self reigns over the status of any other individual, but should interests coincide, Vianne could function as a temporary ally. That being said, however, she's only ever looking out for her own interests. Once coinciding interests have been exhausted, she's liable to up and leave a job unfinished if she feels so inclined.

Vianne flees from responsibility and feels uncomfortable in positions of leadership. She does not like change, of any sort, and relishes in her freedom and anonymity. Recognition, rank, and power mean very little to Vianne.

Religion:
Having been raised by an extremely devout Christian mother, Vianne worries about her own fate. She doubts the existence of God or a divine Being nowadays, but fully believes in heaven and hell. Religious topics are most often avoided, simply because not having all the answers is both irritating, frustrating, and scary.

Romance: Bisexual
All wrapped up in her own self interests, she values her freedom over any sort of long-term romance. A rogue, after all, shouldn't have loyalty or responsibility for anyone but herself.

Random:
+ Speaks with a Southern Accent
+ Loves Oreos and sweets, also steak
+ Plays the Violin very well
+ Hums/Sings/Plays 'Down to the River to Pray' when scared or upset
+ Both fascinated and intimidated by magic
+ Drives an old, beat-up red 1980 ford pickup that's on the verge of death
+ Great at most card games, Blackjack and Poker especially
+ Has great pride in her violin

[Vianne]

"I'll yank a knot in your tail."

Appearance: "Lil Red" Wolf - Main Reference : Vianne
A grunge critter of a wolf, Vianne's creature scuttles around on lanky limbs that turn on angles that are just a little too sharp to be natural for a wolf. A large patch of long, cream-colored hair sprouts from her shoulders to give the beast a hunched appearance. Sharp hip bones are easily seen in her movements, followed by a scraggly tail head that explodes into long fluff further down.

Covered in thick reddish hair of varying lengths, she's a scruffy critter of a wolf. At best, she looks like some fluffy creature that's been drug through a car wash and never brushed. Ever... Only to wallow all around in the grass and dirt.

Long curved ears sport tufts at the tips, with hair protruding from within the ear canal itself, and it's a wonder the beast hears anything at all. Sharp slightly-yellowed teeth occasionally catch on lips to peek out at the world from a closed mouth. Scruffy cheek fluff sticks out at odd angles, and small beady violet eyes can hold an unblinking stare with the best of them.

Height: 3' 3"
Weight: about 130 lbs
Rank: Rogue
Pack Status:

Disposition:
The wolf's an odd, impulsive and unpredictable beast for certain, and can be given to bouts of playful pup-like antics, before turning on a dime to stare and unnervingly growl warning with all the seriousness of a loaded gun.

While not given to confrontational aggression quite as easily as most werewolves, the scruffy creature relies on swift reflexes and agile movements of the body to weasel her way into dealings and scraps. Like a little jackel nipping lions in the rear, she'll skirt her way around direct confrontation to simply annoy and steal on those gangly limbs of hers.

More dismissive in her actions, her wolf tends to avoid beasts that are assumed more powerful than herself, not because she can't win a fight, but rather because her wolf doesn't want the transitioning of ranks or power within the social hierarchy of a pack. She can most certainly hold her own, but tends to play defensive roles rather than offensive. She's seldom the instigator where foreign pack wolves are concerned, but similar rogues are on a level playing field. She may feel more inclined to throw her weight around when confronted by loose wolves; she's not controlled and has no one to answer to. A smart rogue don't mean no trouble to packs, 'course.

More:
Given on who she's around, the wolf will make it's thoughts known in it's actions. With humans/weres the human Vianne likes, the animal is typically playful, relaxed or obsessively interested... As settling as having a grinning, drooling monster of a wolf trotting along behind your heels is. She's not a shy beast, and the wolf can be overwhelming in it's dog-like affection around the people she takes a liking to. Simultaneously, with people the human does not like, the wolf will not tolerate.

In summary, the wolf has a fierce sweet spot for people the human values. Emotions carry over, and where Vianne the woman might hide them, the wolf will not.

Quirks: Alone... She's just Vianne.

+ Slobbery Kisses to those she values
+ Shedding Fur /Everywhere/
+ 'let's Weave between all the Legs!'
+ 'let's Roll in all the Roadkill!'
+ 'you gonna eat that?'
+ SKUNKS and porcupines!
+ Destroys Lawn Gnomes and Plastic Flamingos often
+ Eat all the Flies trapped in the Windows

[Vianne]

"The windshield's bigger than the rearview mirror for a reason."

Somewhere over the rainbow

"Cain't trust 'em as far as you can throw 'em."

SOON

"The apple don't fall far from the tree."

Credit
Character: Riles
Arts by others: Respective Artists; Thank You!
Music: Respective Artists
Font(s): 'Sweetly Broken' and 'Flowers3' from dafont.com