High Queen Rhulain Mona Wildlough (DONE)

General--
Mona is what somebeasts would call a perilous beauty. A stunningly pretty otter, but a well muscled warrior. For Mona is a fairly tall otter, but not monstrously large. Her body is in regular proportions with her lithe and sinewy build. Mona's fur is a chestnut brown with what appears to be a copper tint, along with a creamy white underbelly. Her eyes are a glittery baby-blue that are very expressive to her feelings. However, over the years Mona as developed small, barley noticeable, wrinkle-lines upon the eyes and cheeks.

Attire--
Mona is often found wearing a durably made kilt, passed down to her from her mother, a loose fitting white blouse, and a woven plaid wrap of the clan colors that goes around her right shoulder and her waist, pinned together at the left hip with a pin shaped like the Rhulain crest. She also wears a gold wedding ring on her left paw.

During ceremonial times,or when necessary Mona will wear her golden tiara with the emerald set into it and her matching cloak. In times of danger, Mona will don on her stunningly, badger-made breastplate. It is solid silver in the front with a solid gold star and unbroken silver chain mail backing.

Mona tries to live simply, to be an example to the clans. She does have her regalia and other little things with in her living quarters at Holt Summerdell, but not much.

The little things are simply mementos of memories. Like her father's old decorated carving knife, her mother's old quilt, a pressed flower that Kenyon had given her, and Danju's old baby quilt made by Mona's dearest friends on his nameday. When Mona becomes depressed, she often goes into her cave and sits among her mementos and lets go over her bottled up emotions.

Along with her mementos, Mona has her weapons which include a lance made of tough sea washed wood with a silver sleeve to grip in the middle, a gray shark-skin sling and pouch, and a couple of decorated knives. All of these weapons and regal have been passed down from the past High Rhulain to their daughters or successors and so on.

One of the knives, Mona has given to Silenis Wildlough( a relation of some sort...) in hopes that when Silenis travels and she comes across young Danju that she would give him the knife and help him come back home.

Mona strives to be the best High Queen Rhulain for her clan that she can be. She tries to remain the smart, calm and regal leader that the clans need, but by habit, Mona is naturally a little hardheaded, a tad reckless, and a bit unpredictable. One of the reasons she is a mate to Kenyon.

Thankfully for the clans, Kenyon's the one creature Mona can lean upon when she can't handle her emotions anymore. There are times when Mona's pain of loss becomes too much for her, and she breaks down.

Even though Mona has lost Danju for the time being, she still has that comforting motherly instinct inside of her. She loves to hang out with the little ones when she is not bus with clan duties. Being with the young ones cheers Mona up a bit, but also makes her very sad when she thinks about her own child.

Mona is a strong leader of the otter clans of Green Isle. She always wants to do what's best for the otters beneath her and from time to time forgets about her own health in the process.

Mona is also a highly trained warrior with her weapons. She is easily underestimated when creatures just look at her appearance. They expect a High Rhulain to be dainty and delicate. Not this otter! Mona is willing to get down and dirty if she has too.

Mona is also a sharp thinker and an amazing swimmer. She has yet to find a beast that can beat her in a swimming race or coming up with ideas. Of course, she's getting suspicious that they just let her win because she's Queen....

At times, no wait, pretty much ALL the time, Mona is very stubborn. When she was young, she was often referred to as a hot-headed "otter juggernaut". Nothing could make Mona move from her mindset and she could get agitated very quickly.Although Mona has simmered down over the years, she is the same stubborn otter.

Moan also becomes depressed often, after the loss of her Mother than the disappearance of Danju. At times she may be very snappy or others to sad to speak. She would often go off on her own with her mementos, wishing for the never would be.

Mona was born to Melbourne Wildlough and High Queen Rhulain Komoka Wildlough, on Green Isle in Holt Summerdell. It was a joyous time for all of the otter clans of Green Isle. Mona was pampered and loved by all.

Unfortunately for Mona, the happy times did not last. Her father, Melbourne, one of Green Isle's finest woodcarvers, was killed during an unsuccessful vermin raid when Mona was still very young (5).

So Mona was left to be raised by her mother. Mona grew up with an adventurous (a tad bit rebellious) and tom-boy attitude. She was always the first one to go diving down the waterfall, or chucking mud in a mud fight, and so on. But her mother also taught her obedience, politeness, respect, and duty. As Mona got older she matured abit and listened to her mothers' words, but was still a bit headstrong.

When Mona was almost full grown (18), her Mother Komoka had grown old and gently passed away. The loss of her mother hurt Mona deeply. She morned for quite sometime. She received much comforting, but none helped as much as Kenyon, her life-long childhood friend. He helped make her mother's passing much easier, and their affection for eachother grew(or at least, Mona's did).

On Mona's coronation day, it was also the day that she married Kenyon. There was almost a full season of celebrations and festivities with the crowning of a new High Queen Rhulain and her marriage at the same time.

Not long after the events and festivities ended, more happiness was brought to light as little Danju Tobias Wildlough was born. (Mona 20) Many otters noticed that Danju was rather runtish, but Mona didn't care, she loved her little one.

Mona cherishes the seasons she spent with Kenyon and little Danju. Life was simple. There were little to no problems among the clans, the seasons were calm, and little Danju never failed to warm Mona's heart.

During these peaceful times, many visiting otters and other beasts would come to Green Ilse and bring news of the outside world. And it was discovered that relatives to Komoka, Mona's late mother, lived on a near by Island, similar to Green Isle. Excited by the idea of meeting family on a new island, Mona, Kenyon, little Danju,, and many other Wildlough otters decided to set out on a journey to visit these relatives.

On the fist day of spring, a grand three-masted ship called Voyager set out from Green Isle, little did those aboard know that this journey would change their lives.....

The journey was going fairly well. There were only a few cases of sea-sickness for those who had not yet found their sea-legs, but the weather was calm, and the sailing smooth. The captain of the vessel alerted Mona of a storm that was soon to approach, he however did not think the storm would hit them until they were at the island. The captain was deadly wrong......

Waves bashed against the side of the grand ship, some so large, they swamped the deck with water. Rain pelted anybeast who dared to stand out in the open. Wind roared so loudly that the sails threatened to tear at the seams, and the clouds darkened the sky so that the only light came from the flashing lightning that threatened to kill at a single strike.

As the crew of the Voyager furiously battled the raging storm an otter in the crows nest roared down to the captain. There was another ship out in the gale. It was sailing right toward them. It was a corsair vessel, a vessel of death.

Watching the ship loom closer and closer, Mona, Kenyon, and the able-bodied crew of the Voyager armed themselves for battle. Every fighting beast stood on deck into total silence. The only noise came from the billowing gale around them.

With a mighty crash, the hulls of the two ships rammed into eachother, the corsairs jumped aboard the Voyager and the fighting commenced.

Young Danju (4) was terrified of the storm that raged around him. The ship rocked violently, the thunder was ear piercing, and the lighting made him jump. The petrified little otter wobbled out of the cabin he was hidden in and went out up on the deck to find his mother.

Mona's mind was in the fight. Duck. Right. Left. Jab. Spin. Tab. Thrust. Nothing could move her from this moment of battling side by side with her kin. Not even worries about the storm that pelted her with rain could move her...." Mama!"

Mona stumbled forward, barley missing being hit by a spear thrust. She couldn't understand. Why did she stumble? She never did...."Mama!"

It was then the realization hit Mona. Little Danju was calling to her. He was scared. Mona's motherly instincts took over as she turned direction mid-fight and charged forward like she had never fought before...."MAMA!!!!!"

Little Danju's voice was not just calling for Mona. He was screaming, he was so terrified. Mona couldn't take it!!!!! She charged head long into the fray. She had to reach her child!

Suddenly, the vermin turned their tails and ran back to their ship. The Green Isle otters had defeated the corsairs!

As the rains died down to a drizzle and the wind lessened to a blustery breeze, the otters aboard the Voyager began checking everybeast out. There were at least 4 dead and almost everybeast was wounded somehow. Tears of sorrow could be heard, morning for the dead, but no cries were louder than those of Mona Wildlough.

At first she was in search of Danju. Had anybeast seen him or heard him during the fighting? Where was he? But after every possible place had been checked and little Danju still had not been found, Mona's cries be came ones of pain and loss. A cry of a mother who had her child ripped from her. Mona's only son, little Danju, was gone.

The Voyager sailed back to Green Ilse that day, bearing ill tidings. A ceremony was held for those who lost their loves on the journey, but Mona would not let Danju be morned over. She couldn't find it with in herself to believe that he was dead. It just couldn't be true.

After at least a full season of sorrow, Mona tried to pull herself together and be the leader the clans needed her to be, but she still cries for Danju. Looking up at the stars at night, Mona wishes that one day, just one day, her little child could come home.

• Melbourne Wildlough~Father~dead
  
• Komoka Wildlough~Mother~dead
  
• Kenyon Wildlough~Mate~alive
  
• Danju Tobias Wildlough~Son~unknown to Mona
  
• Silenis Wildlough~relative~alive
  
• practically every other otter on Green Isle~relative or not~alive

Some of the relationships included in this profile are other members whom I have talked to about Mona knowing them. Thank you for looking at Mona's profile and Thank you all Mods for helping me have the position of H.Q.R.