Yuna Hōtai

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Yuna Hōtai
Name	Yuna Hōtai
Alias	Yuna Hōtai (優心 包帯, "Gentle-Heart Bandages") Yuna The Betrayer (裏切り者優心, "Uragirimono Yuna")
Personal Status
Birthdate	February 2nd (Aquarius)
Age	80 human years/40 Nekozoku years
Status	Alive
Gender	Female
Sexuality	Bisexual
Height	149.91 cm (4'11")
Weight	43.09 kg (95 lbs.)
Blood Type	B
Relationships
Home Country	Land of Fruit
Affiliation	Silk Servant's Forest
Clan	Kinudorei (Clan)
Family	Stillborn Daughter (Deceased) Murdered Daughter (Deceased)
Graduations
Rank	S-Rank
Classification	Sage Kinudorei (Silk Slave) Sensor Type
Skills
Unique Trait	Cat ears and cat tail Better eyesight and night-vision capabilities Greater sense of hearing Greater sense of smell Greater sense of balance
Disabilities & Illnesses	Injured Left Eye (Blind) Crippled Knees (Unable to Walk)
Nature Type	Wind Release
Jutsu	Slashing Bandages Wind Waves Swift Wind Wall Kiss of Vampiric Restoration Spider Sage Mode Sage Art: Binding Silk Technique Sage Art: Binding Silk Paralysis Sage Art: Web Clone Technique
Tools	Bandages (Tool)

THIS ARTICLE IS VERY MATURE, BUT I LEARNED MY LESSON LAST TIME. I'LL TONE IT DOWN! DON'T JUDGE TILL IT'S FINISHED!

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"They took everything I ever loved away from me... so I tried to take everything back. I tried so hard, but there are just some things you can never get back once you've lost them, ya know? " — Yuna Hōtai

Yuna Hōtai (優心 包帯, "Gentle-Heart Bandages") is a female Nekozoku (half-human/half-cat) originally from the Land of Fruit. She specializes in using Bandages as an offensive tool, using Chakra Flow in order to manipulate them for her techniques; they're also used to increase her movement capabilities. Additionally, she possesses skill in Wind Release and often combines it with her bandages. She gained access to Spider Senjutsu abilities after she fled to the Silk Forest of Submission. She typically prefers to maintain a medium distance of engagement, but can fight well at all ranges.

Personality

Appearance

Background

Youth

Yuna Hōtai was born into a small tribe of Nekozoku (half-human/half-cat folk) in the Land of Fruit. There, she spent most of her adolescent years and lived in peace, harmony, and happiness with the members of her tribe. She loved the tropical, warm and sandy beaches, the delicious fruits found on the shores, the vibrant colors of the plants and animals, and the salty sea breeze that passed through the trees of the forests. Whenever there was a great festival, her tribe played games and feasted with the other neighboring tribes. All sorts of different Nekozoku could be found on the island. She made friends with the other children, many of whom resembled bengal tigers, white tigers, panthers, and all sorts of other cats. Without any wars or political conflicts, life was joyous and peaceful without a care in the world.

Well... almost.

There was one threat to Nekozoku like Yuna. Because Nekozoku lived twice as long as humans and, upon reaching 13 years old, aged twice as slow, not to mention the fact that they were seen as a savage and inferior, yet exotic race by many humans, they were highly sought after as slaves. Pirates and slave-traders captured and sold Nekozoku to be used as forced labor workers, household servants, concubines, wives, pets, or personal playthings. Women and children were the most vulnerable and valuable, as they were the most valued commodity in the southern hemisphere, but men made for good physical laborers as well. As such, the Nekozoku tribes were always on watch, and they fended off potential invaders and kidnappers. However, despite their best efforts, it wasn't unusual for young children to be kidnapped by corsairs while playing in the water. Those children were often never heard of again.

Little Yuna had always heard of the stories of children being abducted; stories told by the village elders as a warning to the children never to stray far from the tribe. She knew several members of her tribe had gone missing in recent years and she knew slaver villains existed, yet whenever she played on the sandy shores or splashed in the clear-turquoise waters, there was no sight of such malevolent beings. However, such pure innocence and curiosity would not last much longer.

Abduction

One day, an ordinary day like any other, 7 year old Yuna and her childhood friends went out to play and explore accompanied by Kai-Tang, the most prestigious an honorable warrior in their tribe. Whenever Yuna and her friends went out to play, they were always guarded by a warrior of their tribe. The warriors were kind and gentle, yet ferocious when it came to defending their home and their people, and Kai-Tang was no different. He was remarkably tall for a Nekozoku at 5'9 and carried with him a sense of honor and pride not found elsewhere on the entire island. All the tribes looked up to him as a valiant defender of their land and he protected his home with his trusty bamboo flute.

However, it was on this day that Kai-Tang would fail his tribe. As Yuna and her friends paddled around in the salty waters of the big, blue, sea, they failed to notice a dark, wooden, junk ship with blood-red sails approach the coast in the shadow of the trees, and rocky cliff. The sun was setting and the sky glowed an orange-gold color, casting a greater and darker shadow upon the approaching ship. Kai-Tang began his usual ritual.

As Yuna emerged from the waters of the ocean, she heard the soft and faint sound of music. A beautiful melody was carried along the coast by an ocean breeze. The dainty and delicate notes seemed... enchanting. Yuna couldn't help but to be drawn to it's source. Her eyes grew foggy and her senses dulled as she walked onto the beach towards a seated Kai-Tang; each step felt like she was falling into an eternal abyss, and darkness enveloped her eyes as she stood in a trace infront of the flutist; she was completely under the control of his yin release genjutsu.

With all 5 Nekozoku children around him and caught in a trace, Kai-Tang changed his melody. A new song projected itself from his flute, one imbued with the power of yang release. Suddenly, the vegetation in the surrounding area sprung to life; banana tree leaves, palm fronds, vines, and grass fibers, came together and formed into a sturdy twine which seemed to have a life of its own. As Kai-Tang continued his tune, the coils of green twine wrapped around each of the 5 Nekozoku children, including Yuna herself.

Yuna could feel the effects of Kai-Tang's genjutsu wearing off, but just as quickly did it disappear, did her entire body become enveloped and bound in robust twine. Her arms were tied tightly behind her back in a boxtie which was tied to a collar that was tied around her neck, ensuring that if she struggled in her binds, she'd choke herself. Her ankles were bound together and her upper thighs as well, preventing the use of her legs; twine tied her thighs to her shins, limiting her mobility even further as she finally came to her senses. Before she could scream for help, a thick cord of twine wedged itself inside her mouth, silencing her to all but a faint whimper. As tears began to roll down her eyes, a palm frond and banana tree leaf were woven together and used to blindfolded her, reducing her visibility to absolute zero. Just as the slave-traders landed their boats on-shore, the rest of the twine was used to encase each of the Nekozoku children in small wicker baskets.

Inside her basket, Yuna screamed out and cried for help the best she could but to no avail. As she was picked up and carried away by the corsairs, she tried to struggle against her bindings, but only ended up choking herself and making the situation worse. She couldn't see anything, but felt the thud of being placed on-board the little boat. Then she felt the rocking of the boat, and could hear the slave-traders laugh as they rowed away from her home.

Kai-Tang of course, got a cut of the profits and returned to the tribe seemingly distraught, claiming that there was nothing he could do to save all the children as the tide came in and pulled them out towards the sea where they drowned.

Slavery

Like many of her kin, Yuna was sold into slavery on the mainland of the Shinobi-Knight Country. At only 8 years old, the little girl was made the "pet" of a corrupt feudal lord. She was forced to act like an ordinary cat, having to walk on all fours, eating and drinking out of a bowl, and wearing a collar to signify her ownership to her master. Through willpower and utter defiance, she resisted her master and refused to willingly accommodate his demands, only acting like a pet and slave when she was threatened with pain, or worse, beaten into submission. Having no need for such a "worthless animal" as a pet, her master eventually sold her in the hopes of buying a much more malleable creature.

At the young age of 10, Yuna was sold to the wealthy owner of a successful brothel where she first worked as a simple servant, carrying the food and beverages to the rooms of the entertained. However, it wasn't long before the regulars began to demand they have their shot at Yuna herself and, much to her dismay, her owner had no qualms with filling his pockets to the brim off of her labors. There, she was forced to be the brothel's youngest ever hostess and harlot, attending to the needs of the most perverse clients. Whether she had to cuddle with and kiss a passing sailor, or allow her body to be used for more fleshly desires, she had no choice in the matter. If she resisted, she was later beaten, whipped, slapped around, or forced to service the most brutal and sexually deviant of clients. Eventually, however, the locals grew tired of her sexual incompetence; she eventually stopped resisting their advances and became numb to the whole experience: she was no longer fun to play around with. Thus, her owner thought of buying a new slave, one with more passion, and quickly tried to sell her off to another owner before she became more of a liability.

However.

Not many buyers were in the market for a disobedient slave. One who refuses to work, then does a poor job? Worthless. One would can't put on a show and entertain guests? Worthless. The owner of the brothel became worried: a slave who was useless didn't go for much money; he'd be in the negative. He had to make some money getting rid of her, but how? Lucky for him, there was someone in the market for a slave like Yuna. The deal was made in secret, as the business of Yuna's new owner was highly illegal. Such a business was very common and the laws were never enforced, rather, exploited. The brothel owner made a fortune.

A New Life

At almost the age of 12, Yuna was sold to a shady organization that collected young, Nekozoku, slaves such as herself. The heart of their organization was found in a massive, underground tunnel system, though the organization's influence reached far and wide and cross the lands. Upon being sold to this organization, Yuna's feet were shackled together to allow for impaired walking, and her arms were boxtied with rope behind her back. A bit-gag was placed into her mouth to prevent her from speaking and a black blindfold was placed over her eyes which prevented her from seeing where she was walking. A tight, leather collar was place around her neck which made it a bit harder to breathe, and a rope was threaded through a metal ring in the collar, so Yuna could be led around like a dog.

Unable to see anything, Yuna walked for what seemed like hours, sometimes tripping, or stumbling to her knees; a sharp yank on her collar choked her into obedience and she would straighten up and push on. Suddenly, the warmth of the outside disappeared and the sound of her sandals would be heard echoing in what seemed like a long hallway or corridor. She and her new owners walked for quite sometime before she was led into a cold and damp room where she was told to sit.

The stone floor was slightly wet and she could hear the faint dripping of water from the ceiling. She rested up against the wall while her captors figured out what to do with her; it was cold, icy almost, and also slightly damp. The air smelled slightly of mildew and moss.

Suddenly, Yuna heard footsteps approach her accompanied by the shackling of chains. She really needed to use the bathroom as she hadn't relieved herself at all that night. A rough jerk to her collar made her fall flat on her stomach as she whimpered in pain. Then, she felt a hand grab her collar and turn it around, so that the hook was facing the other direction, away from the back of her neck. The hand untied the rope that formed the leash of the collar and threaded through the metal ring a thick chain. The chain was then looped through a ring on the ceiling near the back wall of her cell and yanked down on, forcing Yuna to her knees as she choked. Her feet were then unshackled from one another, only for each one to be shackled directly to the wall behind her, spreading her legs apart as she was bound to the wall. Next came her arms which were untied, but were then shackled together behind her by her wrists and were raised up high enough to cause a slight discomfort; they too were bound to the wall.

Yuna didn't know what was coming next, but she was scarred. Suddenly, the footsteps existed the room and the loud clank of her cell door being closed and locked shut was heard. She waited, and waited, and waited, but nobody came back for her for the remainder of the night. She really needed to pee and her knees were beginning to hurt from maintaining her position. She tried to lower herself to the floor to give her poor knees a break, but she only ended up causing pain in her arms and choking herself on her collar, thus, she was forced to sit on her knees without rest. It was getting harder and harder to keep her urge to use the restroom in check, but for the sake of her pride, she held on for a bit longer, hoping someone would come along to allow her the relief she desired. After another hour of holding it in, she finally couldn't contain herself any longer and she shamefully let it all out on the cold, stone, floor. Devoid of energy, the young girl began to nod off to sleep, yet though she was exhausted, the pain in her knees, as well as the need to keep up their strength, prevented her from getting an ounce of sleep that night.

Hell

Yuna didn't know what time it was; it felt like she'd been sitting there for days, though in actuality, it was only a few hours. Many times throughout the night, she felt her strength slip away followed by the tight jerk of her collar against her throat. It was torturous. She wept.

She missed her family, her tribe, her happy life, even her time as a pet was better than this. What wouldn't she give just to go back and be that master's pet? Anything was better than this. Little did she know what was instore for her. Suddenly, Yuna heard heavy footsteps; many heavy footsteps. Then, a loud clank was heard as her cell door was unlocked and opened. A high-pitched, squeaky, and nasally male voice could be heard.

"Ah, I see that you're still hanging in there! Get it? Hanging?! By the n-e-c-k... Ahahahaha!... Hmmm... And I see that just like an animal you wet the couch. How... putrid. Release her."

Yuna could hear two pairs of footsteps walk towards her and was relieved when they began to unshackle her, removing all her bindings, including her collar, gag, and blindfold. This time she could see who was talking to her.

The most skinny, scrawny, disgusting, man she'd ever seen stood in the doorway of her cell. He was wearing purple robes, black slippers, and a fancy hat, all of which were ornate and beautifully designed. The man spoke yet again.

"Don't worry men, "it" hasn't the strength to escape, nor fight back. Now, you there, wench, filthy creature; I need you to know something very important. You belong to me. I own you now and my associates will see to your proper training. Oh yes dearie, we shall groom you from that of your unkempt filth into a proper slave for only the highest of bidders. By the end of your time here, you will be a changed kitten and will gladly serve your next master of mistress."

And so, Yuna's new life began.

For the next few years of her worthless life, Yuna was subjected to all forms of cruel and inhuman torture in order to be whipped into the most submissive of slaves. She was taught both true pleasure and pain, day in and day out, without a moments rest. Hot candle wax was dripped onto her soft skin and stomach, causing her to howl in pain and struggle against her restraints. She regularly experienced punishment on devices such as the infamous wooden horse and forcibly experienced sensations against her will. Given little to eat, she never had much energy in her at all, but her daily sessions were gruesome. She was beaten to a pulp for even the smallest of mistakes, whipped until she bled and scarred for resisting punishment, and raped daily, often by one or more men or women.

At the age of 12, Yuna gave birth to her first child: a product her abuse and nonconsensual intercourse. Her poor daughter was stillborn and looked absolutely horrible. Yuna's age, physical incapability, and malnourishment had resulted in not only her bearing an unwanted child, but also bearing a child who would never live to see their first day. The experience traumatized Yuna, and she screamed and cried for days on end. Her discipliners eventually became so upset her that one of her female torturers slashed Yuna's left eye, permanently blinding her there.

As another year rolled by, Yuna began to lose all hope. Her will was drained, completely diminished; it had crumbled away. She began to accept her fate and her role in life and, with the help of psychological brainwashing, began to believe that she enjoyed everything that was happening. Her beatings felt good. Her whippings felt good. Choking to the point of near-death felt good. Being humiliated, embarrassed, or degraded felt good. Sex felt good. Everything felt wonderful. It was truly beginning to seem like... heaven. That is, until she became pregnant again.

Such a wonderful world of pleasure; such bliss; what heaven was this? And now a daughter produced by the men she'd grown accustomed to? Why, this was wonderful! She was going to be a mother! Oh, how she longed for some companionship!

Because she had stopped being such a bad girl, her diet was improved and her health increased again. Pregnant again at 14 years old, she was looking forward to having this baby. With this little one, she wouldn't be left alone shackled to the wall at night anymore! She'd have her lovely daughter shackled there with her! Pleasured together with her! They could be friends! Oh, how she longed for a friend...

When Yuna's second daughter was born alive, although premature and small, she was overjoyed and wanted to see her daughter's face. However, no soon did her captor's cut the umbilical cord, did they brandish a meat cleaver. In horror, Yuna watched as her baby girl was butchered right in front of her eyes. She screamed a fought with what little energy she had; both instances of pregnancy had almost taken her life. For a moment, she seemed to come to her senses and understood that this lace was no lonely heaven, but a torturous hell. As her years of brainwashing came undone, her master grew angry and sliced Yuna's lip with his dagger, forever scarring her mouth.

From then on, Yuna held onto her state of mind. No matter how much trauma she endured, she couldn't risk falling victim to lies and manipulations again; she had to stay strong. Over the next 6 months, Yuna devised a plan to win her freedom from his pit of hell: She would pretend to become the utter sex slave her captors wished to mold her into and allow herself to be sold off to a client. Then, and only then, would she be able to escape. It took a bit of patience and skill in acting, but when those 6 months were up, her master was convinced that her will was completely broken and that she was ready to be auctioned for a massive profit.

A Costly Freedom

On her 15th birthday, Yuna was auctioned off as the "most obedient and submissive slave ever produced." Though she had a few injuries and scars, it was her skills in servitude that fetched her high price of 85,000,000 Ryō. She was sold as a concubine slave to a powerful prince reknown for his wealth, status, and many wives; Yuna herself was just another toy at his disposal. However, she had everyone fooled into believing she was a crazed, sex-hungry, feline when in actuality, she was waiting for her chance to strike. Her goal: escape without anyone noticing, or assassinate her new master and then flee. Freedom was closer than ever.

Given the usual treatment of being tied, gagged, and blindfolded, Yuna was delivered to her new master's palace in a tiny, cramped, cage with little room for comfort. Upon arriving, she was released from all bindings other than her collar and her leash. Needing to keep up the act of submission, she did everything she could to entertain her lie of broken servitude, going as far as to crawl on all fours like a pet. It was humiliating, but freedom has it's price. After crawling all the way up the stairs, past the jealous wives, and into the Prince's bedroom, Yuna prepared herself on her master's bed.

That night, Yuna was fully committed to servicing her Prince and obeying his each and every command. The night ended with her feeding his highness fruits and other delicacies whilst tending to his more "masculine" needs. As he rested his head on her lap, cushioned by her soft legs, she gently stroked his perfectly curled hair until he fell fast asleep. Now was her chance.

For once, Yuna wasn't bound or restrained by anything other than her collar of ownership. Gently, she slipped out from under the prince, being extra careful not to wake the young man. She looked around for an escape exit: she knew there were guards outside the Prince's room, so leaving through the doors was impossible; a window was the only other option.

Without a sound, Yuna scurried over to the nearest window. Careful not to make much noise, she pulled back the curtains and slid open the glass panel. Looking out of the windowsill, Yuna's face grew slightly pale; below her was a 80 foot drop to the palace's main balcony. The coast seemed clear, but there was no way she'd ever be able to climb down such a distance. Suddenly, a light went off in her head.

Yuna grabbed the curtains from every window in the room, being extra careful to quietly unhinge them and gather them in a pile on the floor. Ripping each curtain into three long strips, she tied each strip to another strip, forming a long tether that she intended to tie to the Prince's bed in order to climb down the outside wall through the window.

Once the preparation were set, Yuna was ready to descend the wall. She approached the window she intended to climb out of, but no sooner had she placed her foot on the frame of the windowsill, did the Prince's familiar hand tightly grab her shoulder. In horror, Yuna slowly turned around, wide-eyed, to see a face seething with the anger wrought from betrayal.

Yuna made an attempt to explain her actions, but before she could say a word, the Prince slammed a nearby solid-gold candlestick holder into the side of her head, knocking her to the floor. She was dazed, but still conscious and her head burned as she felt blood trickle down to her jaw. She held her hands out in front of her to stop the incoming beatings, but it did her no good. The guards outside the Prince's chamber rushed in to see what was wrong, only to find his highness beating his new concubine to a brutal mess.

Enraged the Prince ordered Yuna be made a public demonstration immediately. His guards grabbed the near-unconscious Yuna and dragged her down the stairs outside to the entrance of the Palace. In no time at all, the guards, wives, concubines, and other slaves were all gathered in the plaza. It was then that Yuna's most grievous injury occurred.

As punishment for trying to escape, Yuna would be forever deprived of the use of her legs.

Infront of the whole crowd, Yuna was mercilessly beaten and bashed. The Prince whitened an iron and before Yuna knew what had happened, the searing pain of the Prince's brand was forever scarred onto her lower abdomen: a sign of her disloyalty and betrayal to his authority. She screamed an ear-deafening shriek, but the worst of it was far from over. The guards broke both of her knees and twisted her legs, only to smash each knee with a large club afterwards, splintering and shattering her bones into fragments, and ripping her muscles apart. From the agony, the poor girl fainted, but the punishment continued for all to see: a warning to those who might ever even consider betraying his highness and trying to run away. Though she would be able to feel her move her legs and feet, Yuna would never be able to walk again. When the beatings had subsided, Yuna was thrown out of the palace onto the street and was left outside to rot in the cold rain; the water washed the blood away. With no way to walk, nor recover from her injuries, not to mention the Prince's brand ordering none to help her, the Prince assumed that Yuna would soon perish: He underestimated her will to live.

Recovery

crutches

• joins kinudorei age 15
• overthrows manju at age 17
• rules for 41 years
• overthrown by manju at age 58 human (29 nekozoku years/looks 29)
• the farms

Abilities

Yuna Hōtai's Statatistics

Databook	Ninjutsu	Taijutsu	Genjutsu	Intelligence	Strength	Speed	Stamina	Hand seals	Total
Stats	4	3.5	1	4.5	2.5	4	2	3	24.5

Trivia

❧ Yuna's Odyssey Theme: Emma’s Sorrow

❧ Yuna's Melancholia Theme: Isabella's Lullaby

Quotes

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Reference

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