Legends of Belariath
Cyarra
Her father was a plains raised Sheyka. But he was without a tribe having been outcast for his choices. He wandered the plains and forest looking for easy money, a gambler. A life of luxury not of work and survival. One day he came upon a sleeping vulpine female and promptly captured her for himself making her into his slave. Feeling important because he now had a slave of his own to command and show his "wealth".
He got her pregnant and rubbed his hands in joy at the thought of slaves to sell or barter with. But the guardians had other thoughts for him. His slave had one surviving kit a female- an obvious example of their mixed blood. Before the slave also died. He left the girl kit behind with her mothers dead body to die. But the guardians would not have it and the man could not rest until he went back to the girl kit. Planning on killing her to rid himself of his curse he was again set upon by the guardians that told of the horrors the man would suffer without death to release him if the girl child should die before coming of age and set up to be mated. So the male made sure the girl survived but no love was in her life, no soft touch of a caring parent.
Then came that fateful day. She had finally reached the age of mating, a time when he could finally be free of his burden. He kept her dressed when among the tribes they came across saying it was because she was shortly going to be coming of age otherwise no one would understand why she was not naked with the rest of them as was accepted to those of the proper age. He got into gaming with some of the young unmated warriors and lost heavily until he only had one option to "sadly part with his dear sweet good daughter, she was a good gatherer, cook and kept his teeja spotless" which visiting warriors to his home could see that. 'Truly a prize for any worthy warrior. Add to that it appeared she had the natural knack to be a healer. Such a prize indeed.'
So the mating rituals were started so the actual day of mating would fall upon her 18th summer day. So began the rituals she kept to herself. put through the tests and temptations when on the second day one warrior got bold, unable to resist touching her rear and finding a strange bump he grabbed hold of it trying to see if it was a disfigurement when he felt it's true shape, her tail had been discovered. This caused an uproar and she was immediately stripped of her clothes by the females of the tribe her father held captive as she was bared and brought before the tribe for viewing which she faced without fear glad to finally be revealed for her true self.
Her father was challenged to the death if he survived they would go free. If he died she would be cast out alone with basic supplies and clothing to survive if the gods so decreed. Her father being lazy had lost his warrior edge long ago, her snares having brought more food to the fire then his hunting skills. So he died. She was cast out on her own with a sling, the clothing on her back and a bag with some supplies her only possessions. Everything else of her fathers was taken by the wronged warrior.
And so she has traveled into the forest of Nathalion. Surviving on berries, small animals and wild roots. She was free as the Guardians wanted of her father, mind strong from his dispassionate raising of her.
Little did she know she had more then the one guardian that had watched her since birth. There was also a Vulpine spirit that is ready to assume it's place in her when she came of the age of 20, gaining another tail if the joining was complete.She arrived at the temple of Ishtar, seeking shelter on a rainy night. That night a female drak found her and introduced her to pleasure with a woman. The exhausted half breed fell asleep and awoke naked with a collar around her neck. She escaped when the moment presented itself freeing herself from the temporary collar. She wandered the town when a couple kind souls gave her some food, ill fitting clothes and money and pointed her to the inn.
Here she met a couple other kind souls before the drak returned to claim her prize. She was given the choice to die immediately for the drak could not stand the thought of another claiming her prize or surrendering. She chose life but it wasn't until the drak blackmailed her with the care and life of another she took from another that she submitted to the permanent collar.
Cyarra was taken back to her new masters cavern by the capturing drak. But Cy was never to meet him as she was left alone there for months before food ran out and she was forced to go into the unknown realm of the woods and mountains. She wandered around for a couple of weeks barely surviving in the winter shrouded woods. Until she collapsed to be found by a kind healer who took her under her literal wing.
In Sha`ruse, Cy found a soul sister. Two healers that turn into a formidable team not stopping until they have the answers they seek or they will die trying.