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NAME: Enyo Dunamis

GENDER/SEX: female

COMPANION: Foberos (Fohv-eros), a female peregrine falcon with a wingspan of 47"

SCENT: mahogany, teakwood, black pepper, leather. Intense, luxurious, and robust smell.
POSTURE: head held high, posture exudes pride and unshakable confidence. Imposing and commanding respect.
VOICE: thick, velvety. Voice-claim: Gwendoline Christie MUTATIONS: prehensile paws??
SIZE: 45' in height, dire wolf, balanced

APPEARANCE: easily mistaken for a male from distance, dire, domineering, muscular/masculine, fierce, often ready for battle.

A formidable presence that embodies raw power. Her physique is a testament to her powerful lineage and robust health. Thicky, sturdy limbs that support her heavy weight. Legs are muscular and well-proportioned. Thick, strong neck that looks even larger due to the thick mane surrounding it. Despite being a female her body has traditionally masculine traits such as broad shoulders and chest, powerful limbs. Once a thick and gorgeous tail is now a maimed bob. If you spread the fur apart one can see the hairless flesh where it was severed off.

Fur is dense and rugged although very well kept. Designed to withstand harsh environments. Enyo has a dramatic half-and-half coloration on its face. A classic Dunamis piebald. Her fur is particularly thick around her neck and shoulders which only adds to her formidable silhouette. The left side of her face is a deep, glossy black, while the right side is a crisp, pristine white. This contrast extends to her thick, luxurious fur, which is equally divided between black and white patches, giving it a unique and eye-catching appearance.

The right eye is a mesmerizing silver blue, shimmering with a cool, ethereal glow, while the other is an icy blue, adding to the her grand aura. Her eyes are piercing and intense, intelligent, and keen in nature. Her ears a smaller but sharp and upright. This combination of colors and eye tones enhances the goddess’s powerful and striking presence, making her a captivating and memorable wolf.

Head large and strong, broad square-shaped muzzle complimented by her powerful crushing jaws. Her face is far from beautiful, handsome would probably be a better description if it was suitable. What she lacks in an attractive face she makes up for with her build, charismatic tongue, and enticing gaze.


PERSONALITY: vain, elitist, conceited, judgmental, arrogant, indifferent, harsh, advantageous, confrontational, stubborn, inflexible, stern, dominant, aggressive, hot-headed, loyal, elusive, intelligent, powerhouse, independent, political, blunt, gluttonous, snarky and proper. The Son that never was. Male superiority complexes. P*n*s envy? Eldest daughter rage (one of them)

Enyo navigates a world of political intrigue and rigid dogma with a complex blend of ambition, resentment, and authority. Though she is a powerhouse in her own right, Enyo wrestles with deep-seated envy toward the male members of her family, feeling that her worth and influence would be greater if she were a son. This internal conflict fuels much of her behavior and attitudes, contributing to a multifaceted and often turbulent personality. Her vanity and arrogance mask a deep-seated frustration and envy toward her male relatives, driving her to assert her dominance and seek validation in ways that often clash with her family’s expectations. Despite these internal conflicts, Enyo remains a powerful and influential figure, whose intelligence and loyalty make her a crucial force. Despite this, her demeanor reflects a life of privilege and expectation, marked by a blend of arrogance, strategic acumen, and an unyielding sense of superiority.

Enyo takes great pride in her lineage and appearance, believing the Dunamis to be the epitome of superiority. Her vanity is palpable and she often engages in self-admiration in many little ways. If she sees her reflection she can’t help but linger. She carries herself with a high head and swollen ego. She easily views herself and other Dunamis above other wolves within and beyond their pack due to their prestige. At times she can easily be dismissive to those who do not meet her standards. Speaking of which, she can have quite a critical eye and tongue. As she is constantly assessing those around her, if there is no advantage to holding her tongue, she will deliver her thoughts with a sharp edge. Enyo’s blunt behavior is hard to misconstrue and often provides clarity but comes at the price of one’s feelings. Enyo can be unrelenting with her expectations, inheriting her father’s black-and-white views when it comes to such things. Once Enyo has made up her mind, she is extremely resistant to any changes or attempts at compromise. It is one of the many ways she is dominant.

Her naturally domineering personality is both a means of asserting her authority as well as a projection of her perceived lack of reverence in comparison to her male counterparts. That being said, her envy leads to a lot of pent-up emotions. Though rare, her fiery temper can lead to explosive outbursts, particularly when she is doubted or when she feels disrespected. For the most part, she prefers to maintain control and protect her true feelings, Enyo remains somewhat elusive, revealing little of her internal battles. The core of Enyo’s struggles lies in her envy of the male members of her family. She feels that if she had been born a son, she would have been more revered and given greater opportunities. This envy fuels her aggressive drive for recognition and influence, leading her to push boundaries and challenge traditional norms. This started at a young age when Nike “complimented” her by saying something along the lines of “If you had been born a man, you would have undoubtedly been remembered as one of the greats in history, my dear."

Despite her aggressive nature, she adheres to a strict code of propriety, ensuring she maintains an outward appearance of dignity. Besides, she is a Dunamis after all. Speaking of which, she loves to indulge in all things luxury and when not forwarding the Dunamis political agenda, she is often enjoying the finer things in life. Whether those indulgences be gorgeous women, food, or even fun herbs. Oftentimes all together at once, although a beautiful woman will always be her favorite pleasure.



RP SAMPLE:
The early morning light filtered through the towering windows of the grand hall, casting long shadows on the marble floor. Enyo stood in the center of the room, her posture regal and unyielding as she awaited Nike’s arrival. She could feel the weight of her mother’s expectations pressing upon her like an invisible force, and despite her outward confidence, a flicker of aborrhence danced at the edge of her mind.

Nike’s entrance was nothing short of commanding. From the extravagant jewels strewn around her neck to the plethora of gems and stones adorned around her body. The matriarch’s presence filled the space with a palpable intensity, her every movement precise and every detail deliberate. Her eyes, sharp and calculating, fixed on Enyo with a mixture of expectation and subtle disdain. Nike had always been clear that to her, the title "mother" was an unnecessary thing, and Enyo was well aware that her approval was neither given nor easily earned.

“Enyo,” Nike’s voice rang out, each syllable crisp and deliberate. “Are you prepared for the task I’ve set before you?” Enyo straightened herself to meet her mother’s gaze with a steely resolve, “Yes. I am prepared.” Though she had been caught off guard, her parent’s did not care to give heads up to such tasks and instead took little to no consideration of the personal lives of those they considered pieces on their chessboard.

“Good. I expect nothing less. Your brother Erebros is already making his moves in Ardent. You will assist him in consolidating our influence and securing the land. Remember, this is not just a matter of negotiation but of demonstrating our power and commitment.”

“I do have an issue to inquire about…” she would wait and look at her mother, waiting for the woman to give her the nod to continue.

Nike nodded, her expression stern. “Carry on.”

Enyo’s ears twitched slightly as she absorbed her mother’s words. “And what if Erebros’s methods clash with my own? We both have our ways.” She added the last part in a weak attempt to provide more information to avoid angering her mother.

Nike’s lips curled into a faint, sardonic smile, “And what? Who exactly are you to clash with anything. You are his subordinate, not his equal. He is the head of the Dunamis lineage in those lands. Not you. Obey his command, there is a reason things are as they are. Know your place Enyo.” Nike stood forward, leaning into Enyo’s space in an attempt to assert herself. Enyo obliged, lowering her head to the floor just in time to cover the utter contempt she held in her eyes. When she finally returned Nike’s stare she had masked all emotion with well practice composure. The sharp jab at Enyo’s inferiority was not lost on her but she knew better than to show anything other than total obedience. “I understand. I will make sure our presence in Ardent is both formidable and beneficial. If Erebros’s desires of me anything, it is my duty to execute it.”

Nike’s gaze remained fixed, her eyes narrowing slightly. “You must balance firmness with diplomacy. Do not allow your personal frustrations cloud your judgment. Your role is to enhance our position, not to create internal conflicts.” Enyo felt a surge of resentment at Nike’s words. It was as if her mother was reminding her of every shortcoming, every instance where she was made to feel less than her male counterparts. The sting of being the “daughter” rather than the “son” had always been sharp, but Nike’s expectations made it even more poignant. If only you were a son… “I am well aware of my role, Nike. I will not let personal issues interfere with our goals. My focus is solely on securing our interests and to support my brother.”

After hearing what she wanted, Nike’s expression softened a little but her voice did not, “Very well. Just remember this Enyo, everything- and i mean everything you do in Ardent matters. You and Erebros are the Dunamis future in that land. You have the ability and intelligence to successfully execute this task no matter how long it will take. I expect nothing less than perfection from you two. You are Dunamis after all my child.”

Enyo’s ego twisted at the praise, though she did not let the confusion show. To be angry or to let her mother’s words warm her. Instead, she nodded curtly. “I will not disappoint you. The Dunamis will strengthen its hold in Ardent.”

Nike’s eyes flickered with a glint of approval, though her demeanor remained stern. “See that you don’t. And remember, any failure is not an option. It never has been and it won’t be now.”

With a final, piercing look, Nike turned and began to walk away, her steps echoing with authority. Enyo watched her mother leave, feeling a mixture of frustration, anger, and determination. The mission ahead would be filled with challenges, but the drive to prove herself, to surpass the expectations imposed upon her, was a powerful motivator. But she would be damned if she let Erebros know she was sent there to specifically be his little assistant. That part, she would leave out.


FUTURE PLOTS/IDEAS: sibling rivalry, a harem of women/many female lovers,

- sent over here by her mother to aide her brother Erebros in his mission and obey his command (she loathes this and won't relay that last part to her brother). Although she is excited to be involved in a new area, things are boring back home for her family has everything under control. She sees this land as a fresh opportunity to make a name for herself.

- in the beginning she will often complain of how she misses her women back home although she is not sure is she will ever see them again.

- to live up to her name she will more than likely have some armor or preferred weapon for battle

- one of the eldest daughters

OTHER:

Name origin: Nike named her after the goddess Enyo when she saw how large of a pup she was. Enyo is a war goddess often associated with chaos and the horrors/devastation of war. Enyo is like the opposite of Athena in terms of chaos and violence without strategy and wisdom. She was considered to be Ares companion/partner in war.





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