Main combat force, honorable bone crusher and the wolf that would absolutely crumple one's trachea. Well, at least during work hours. After them she really isn't such a emotionless machine. Some wolves actually consider her as a quite loveable creature.
Lotka doesn't speak much, except muttering a few words under her breath, she remains almost mute. She conveys most of concepts with her body language and is doing it in an amazingly clear way.
She was born outside of the pack and was found by so-called Old Huntresses (one of the first wolves that established Comrades, now decreased) that decided to adopt the puppy. She doesn't know anything about her family related by blood and why they happened to left her. At least this is what she prefers to think. Lotka connected certain dots some times ago and is almost sure that her past is related with an assult towards her original pack. Yet, she hopes silently that it shouldn't really matter.
She once has met a foreign male and decided that her pack need some fresh blood. At first, she meant it literally and was ready to bring such a handsome corpse to Comrades, so it could be skined and sold. Later, however, she realized that a nonliteral meaning conveys some interesting idea and went to talk with guy about it. Suprisingly, in a polite manner. Later Lotka became a proud mother of a few puppies.
