“Dad would be really disappointed if he knew but, I love to bake. I just do.”
Sabine Pelletier has lived in Tala Springs for as long as she can remember, the latest of many in a long line of graced Florida Panthers. Her parents very much drilled in to her head the fact that this was their rightful land, that they shouldn’t have to share it with humans. They recounted to her the tales of the gods and the sacred position their direct ancestor held towards them. She herself doesn’t really believe in the gods and what she perceives as legends and myths surrounding them. It did however leave her with a trained sense of superiority that seems to be a natural part of her aura. On the other hand she blends in perfectly with the locals in terms of habits and behaviour, the only thing distinguishing her seems to be her refusal to fraternize with humans. Ordinary people think she is being selective, but the other graced are aware she only sticks with them, when she chooses to be sociable. While Sabine does try to live up to her upbringing there is in truth, much more to her.
To begin with, her father was a skilled hunter both under his human form and his animal form and just like his forefathers lived primarily off of it, as well as a wildlife and forest guard. Indeed, there has never been a single poacher in her family. Why poach? This was their land, they respected and loved it, as well as the creatures inhabiting it. And while Sabine found this admirable, she was never able to admit to her father while he was still alive that she didn’t want to hunt. Her real passion was in baking, and she was very skilled at it indeed, which is why she became an apprentice baker at the town bakery. She doesn’t particularly appreciate the fact her superior is a squirrel of all things, but she recognizes his talent, he doesn’t charge to teach her and even pays her occasionally when she helps for larger orders, with the promise of a position when she’s done with her apprenticeship.
The other reason she hides her sensitive, artistic interior with an abrasive personality and aloof demeanour is not just because she was brought up to act like she was superior. It was also a matter of self preservation. Had her father known she was pining for Brandon during her teenage years, he would have tanned her hide and killed the boy himself. Her father was well aware that Brandon was the son of the hunting shop’s owner, whom he happened to know was a poacher. He was unfortunately never able to prove it, but the hunting accident that killed the man may’ve not been an accident at all. Even after her father died, or maybe especially after her father died, it left her with an internal dilemma in regards to liking someone who was not only human, but a poacher, technically thieving off the lands that were her birthright and killing the nature she loves.
(The ones I’m working on, I’ll let T make her own announcements. Feel free to ask me more about the characters, at least those I already have ideas for.)
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