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Dasha was born in Siberia her parents were killed in a freak mining
accident. At six months old, she was placed in a Russian orphanage. She
was there until age 5. In that time, her keeps found that she was a
standoffish shy child. Around most of the other children, she displayed
strange animal like behaviors, such as rubbing against them and even
licking them.
At age 5 she was adopted by Russian-American parents and was brought to
the states. Dasha was loved but miss understood. The child became solitary
and turned inward. She seemed to be an outcast with her schoolmates. She
had no friends and spent hours hiking especially in the cold Ohio winters.
Four months before her 17th birthday Dash ran away from home.
While on the streets she learned that Marijuana helped take some of her
loneness and pain away. She worked for several of the local pushes as a
look out for the cops. She was swift on her feet and never was caught in
foot race. Soon she was sought after as a local drug runner a carrier for
some of the major dealers in the area.
It was in December of 2002 that the biggest drug sting in the city of
Cleveland happened. All of her connections went down in one evening. That
night forced Dash out on the streets.
The winter was cold and unforgiving. She panhandled and stayed in
shelters. She had enough cash on her to buy the occasional bag of weed and
food. Then it happened. Her 17th birthday, she was sitting on
the heat vent her sleeping bag over her. She was angry feeling sad now one
to celebrate with and some tried to beat her up for her sleeping bag. The
rage. The anger. She Shifted, into a lovely white snow leopard. She deadly
predator hungry for meat that her parents never permitted her to eat, so
she hunted for bird, rodents, and humans, she feasted.
Several days later she was on a drug run for a pusher that need to make a
sale downtown. It was a set up and Dash found out to late. In foot race no
one could touch her but they were getting close wearing her down. She
sought the safety of Jacobs field. Entering through a steam vent she ran
across the field some how slipping sideways into the Umbra. She was made
it. That is where she learned what she was.
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