T-150: Hrist

Name: Hrist
Gender: Non-binary Femme [AFAB, responds to they/she equally]
Age: 28
Height: 5'3"
System: Stable

Nera-
Perm fuse: Hisuian Zoroark
Additional: Shiny

Partner Pokemon: N/A yet

History:
✦Curious✦Sticky-fingered✦Playful✦Bold✦
Hrist was born and raised in Brookfell by a pokebreeder and a journeyman pokeball crafter. They lived largely in the former quarry area, and, when they were old enough, was lent a crobat to let them roam relatively safety the streets and abandoned mines. This crobat proved a steadfast guardian, allowing them to roam about and people-watch, though they did slip out from time to time of their own accord. Some of their childhood friends leaned towards the illicit, the gangs, and there were a number of times where Hrist pickpocketed and ran notes, right up until their father caught Hrist, and quietly tore them a new one for it before redirecting them towards their studies.

Sometimes, they still feel some urge towards the five-finger discount.

Hrist took a natural interest in ores, metals, pokeball design, and some base level pokemon husbandry. They did not thrive overmuch in formal education settings, preferring to go learn from others in hands-on settings. When they hit maturity, they returned their mother's crobat, and went out in the world. They wandered freely, made few deep connections.

Eventually, during the outbreak of Nera, they came into contact with one infused with the DNA of a shiny Hisuian Zoroark, accepted it, and- phew, the next year or so was a trial. Learning to balance on digitigrade legs, taming their mane, dealing with their claws and new sensitivities to light and sound, their quickened temper- they felt the urge to de-fuse more than a time or two. The invention of the suppression 'collar' was a huge relief- such that, in the peace as they activated it for the first time, the form became permanent.

The irony was not lost on them.