Name: Rae
Age: 21
Tribe: Bearclaw
Occupation: Hunter
Weapon of Choice: Bow or double hunting blades
Love Interest: Dagur
Personality: Salt of the earth, no nonsense, dry humour, tomboyish, violent

Rae is of the small Bearclaw tribe who were invaded by the Outcasts. The survivors fled their land and went into hiding while she journeyed to Berk to request assistance in case they should be discovered again.

After meeting and earning the trust of the Chief and the villagers, she decided that she may return after sending the message back to her tribe the Berk would ally against the Outcasts and stay permanently.

During her stay Berk is in the process of attempting to patch up the relationship with the Berserkers and in turn meets Dagur, the "chief" of the tribe in rather awkward and unusual circumstances.

After the Outcasts land secretly on Berk and ambush her and Dagur, she earns respect in a bloodthirsty fashion and slaughters 3 of Alvin's men.

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