ROLEPLAYED BY: Orion
GENDER: Female
AGE: Two years
CURRENT ALLIANCE: The Typhoon
CURRENT RANK: Citizen
BODIES: Caracal
- Classic tan coloring of a caracal with green eyes.
- Three stackable golden circlets on her right ankle.
- A peacock feather earring on her left ear and five golden cuffs going up the side.
POWERS:
- Possession
- Memory manipulation
- Clairvoyance
PERSONALITY:
- A close family member to all, but Guru never said her family wasn't dysfunctional. She's a manipulative bitch who uses others to her advantage by letting them grow close to her. Once they're in her grasp, she crushes them slowly and from the inside.
- Pain is a must. Whether it'd be inflicting it on her or others, she enjoys the bloodcurdling screams.
- Keeping a beautiful reputation is also key to Guru. Infamous or famous, she is pleased by the attention it gives her.
- "Moving on was, in fact, very hard for many, but for Guru it seemed like rather nothing. It was like dropping a life and starting another, as if the previous was of little to no importance. Despite it's benefits, the morality of the situation is rather grim."

Childhood were her finest memories. The female had the brightest family and an absolutely wonderful friend group. From there, things went downhill. Soon though, her curiosity strayed into other things within her teenage years. Not only did she do drugs galore and sell herself out, but she began to delve into the world of violence. Initially, it begun as a small hobby during her apprenticeship. Overtime, she took things further and begun to find enjoyment in the act, but felt as if it was nothing wrong. Eventually, she craved more. Though, things had died down as she fell in love with a man under the name of Brian. Brian was a god-awful risk-taker, but had the willingness to do whatever she said. Guru compelled him to do things he would of never imagined doing and she begun to enjoy the manipulative nature she had taken on with him.

Eventually, Brian had enough. His paw slammed down and told her it was enough. No more destruction, no more risks, just the loving passion he wanted from a relationship. Well, Guru did not like that. No... that was betrayal. Brian was her husband and her toy. He had no right to defy his wife! Things were settled soon enough, but that did not stop her mind from swelling into different things.

After their discussion, she tried to straighten things out and normalize their relationship, but only found herself slipping back into their previous habits. Eventually a small thought roamed within her mind. What if she hurt something bigger? Not a non-sentimental being, but something that held emotion and could communicate. Brian knew this wasn't right, but she did not. Guru begged him for the privilege to do so in the heat of the moment, but Brian denied and she grew frustrated.  "Don't put your paws on me." Why couldn't he succumb to her needs? Why wouldn't he support her? The caracal was growing thoroughly angered once again with her husband betraying her. She grabbed him by his throat with elongated claws and he reached back, slapping her across the maw. Guru only smirked. Oh boy, she loved that.

Their fight ended with her cackling, blood running from her mate's throat and cuts across her body, and eventually the corpse of her lover sprawled across the floor. To this day, she did not regret her actions. Instead, she found it to be a lead into her life of supposed greatness and madness.