Bio:
Sasha is from a small feline tribe int he jungle, this undiscovered tribe has been able to escape detection for hundreds of years, hiding away in the depths where no travelers tend to go. Sasha was a warrior of this class, she is quite strong and dexterous, but her common sense of modern society is not the best. When brought into modern society she will wonder everything, curious, but slow to pick up on things. She was born to a family of warriors, a caste system essentially where she could not move up, but certainly could move down to something worse in her tribe. So she trained, she trained and became stronger and eventually was the strongest warrior they had. She likes to scout out into the outskirts at night, looking for new things and seeing people from afar.
Sasha is an oddity, she is a herm, which in her village is a blessing and a curse. It would allow her to marry anyone, but it is found to be weird and usually a sigh of bad luck. She has yet to be able to find someone in her tribe of 70 who would be willing to marry her, and she she just continues on not thinking of sexual things and instead focuses on training.
Weapon:
Speaking of which, her giant sword. She found it one day while out int he woods hunting and scouting around. It was next to a pile of clothes and a large snake with a huge bulge, she guessed it was whomever was int he bulge. She took the sword and has used it ever since. She can swing it surprisingly fast and carries it on her back as she sneaks through the forest.
Clothes:
None except that loincloth.
Relationships:
Mate:
Mary_Katt
Preferences:
How about this, ask. I will take only one mate/lover
