Atzi || Xolotl

Atzi is a light grey, almost white, Timber wolf with orange eyes. There is nothing that distinctive about her apart from that her fur sports darker grey areas on her back and the bridge of her nose. To set Atzi apart from the others that may be identical to her are her ears. They appear to be a sandy coloured brown and also around the front of her muzzle. She is quite a beautiful wolf with simple markings.

Atzi is what might be described as a trickster, always wearing a mask suited for each individual she talks to. Since she changes from one mask to another, Atzi is difficult to figure out and might be described by some as complicated. Not only does she change the way she presents herself but shows that she is incredibly observant, always preying on people’s weaknesses and quirks. This trait is one of her most valuable as it helps her significantly judge on how she should act and what to say with certain people. Also, because of this she can be persuasive in her own ways, especially to those who are desperate or unsure of where they want to go in life.

Giving herself the name, Atzi, she has devoted much of her life to her belief, making her exceptionally loyal and hard working. As a loyalist to the Aztec god, Xolotl, she strives to ensure that life and the world is as good as it can be so that the sun can rise every day and she can be thankful for his existence. This belief can make her incredibly dangerous for those who stand in her way and can even be seen as malicious with how she gets her way. Although, Atzi doesn’t crave power, instead she favours survival in her own unique way which means that she doesn’t feel the need to make her name known to the world.

As a confident female, Atzi can be a little pushy and even dominating. Her intelligence allows her to be quick thinking and independent. When it comes to temper there isn’t much of it because of her patience, but that only occurs for certain people. If annoyed, she struggles to show mercy or even a natural emotion to others or her own actions. What really gets on her nerves is disrespect, she picks up on every word and how it is said. There is little tolerance for those who disrespect her.

While she shows confidence and patience, Atzi holds back most of her emotions which as a result can build up over time. If one was to push her for long enough and get away with it for whatever reason, her emotions may flood out. There are also times where she can be too careful and even develop trust issues towards her closest.

Finally, Atzi views the world with close observations and deep meanings. She would never stop and judge the outer shell of something without further understanding. She likes to give things a chance so that she can make the right call in confidence.

The bloodline that Atzi shares is quite unique from most. Her parents told her stories of how the pack back in the day used to hold meetings under the lightening that strikes from the sky where the stars reside. She herself often spent nights watching the sky where the one star that appeared at a certain time became visible, Venus. The star shone its usual orange glow that contrasted with the dark blue of the night. Although, now the pack that once was had died out by no other than the rock that collided with the land she walked on.

The rock was viewed by many as the end but, this was only the beginning. A second chance to redeem the Earth of its past.

At birth she was named Ronja by her parents. They were a little different than she would ever grow up to be. The family were their own pack but the stories they told Ronja were merely fantasies. She was a lone pup, one who was not worth much of the time of her parents but was still cared for. Ronja was left alone with these fantasies for a significant amount of her time and soon they became so well known to her ears that they became beliefs. Of course at this time she prioritized her life with survival much more than these stories.

That was until she experienced something that could only be fate. The grounds where her parents once lived soon became uninhabitable due to an outbreak of illness. It was to be expected at this time of winter and everyone had to move on from place to place. The new place that her parents had set in mind was to be reached across an Ice sheet. One where few crossed but those who were, were born wolves.

Halfway across the ice the sheets below made creeks and the sky above dropped water and sounds of thunder. It was a dangerous place to be when battling the elements but what made the situation worse was the approaching pack that was bound to swarm them. One even launched at her mother, though something unexpected happened. Lightning struck the wolves, causing the ice to implode underneath their paws. Every one of them falling into the water. She hadn’t let that event slide but she knew that being on this ice any longer would cause her to meet the same fate.

Ronja and both her parents managed to make it across the ice and reach a new, better place. At this time she started to question what had happened. First the illness and then the lightening, it added up in her eyes. Soon enough she got to the point where her parents weren’t viewed as her parents anymore but rather just dead weight. The definition of parents were to raise and protect her but they were slacking on that, so far the lightening had been the better protection. So how was she going to keep that protection and thankfulness up? By giving.

Ronja felt she needed to start a new life, one where she could place her trust in only one being. She killed both parents and threw their hearts on the tallest hill, right for the taking of the lightening in the rain. It was at this moment she renamed herself, Atzi. The name itself meant rain.

Her story was bound to be happening to others and those who didn’t even realise it yet. So she set out at the age of 2 years to rebuild what once was, just like in the stories that she was told about.