meet priya !!
THE HONOURABLE MOWGLI RAMA OF THE JUNGLE IS PROUD TO PRESENT THEIR CHILD, THE HONOURABLE PRIYA RAMA, FOR THE UPCOMING SOCIAL SEASON. WE HEAR THEY’RE TENACIOUS AND SHARP, BUT CAN ALSO BE ALOOF AND MISTRUSTING.
name: P. M. Priya (Priya Rama)
age: 26 years old
parents: Mowgli
homeland: The Jungle
gender: Cis Woman
sexuality: Bisexual, Aromantic
PINTEREST HERE.
Miss Priya Rama was never meant to have a social season.
It had never been customary for the young ladies (or gentlemen) from The Jungle to learn the ways of society. Some might go so far as to say it was unnecessary when so few found their way out of The Jungle and into the ‘Ton in the first place. Dancing the quadrille, playing the pianoforte, and learning to host elaborate dinner parties were frivolous matters, part of a different world. And for Priya, any knowledge of that other world had begun to fade the minute her mother, Shanti, left.
Miss Shanti, a young woman who was a proper Member of Society, met Mowgli when they were but children. Her family had taken a voyage together when their ship lost its way. They were quickly taken in by the village on the outskirts of The Jungle, and they lived there for weeks until their rescue ship was able to reach them.
The second time Shanti’s family came to the village, two years later, it was on purpose. A short stop, only for a few days, and with a few gifts in tow - parasols, fine silks, unique foods from elsewhere, and book after book served as tokens of gratitude.
Shanti’s third visit was six years later, for just under a year.
It was a purposeful escape, with villainy still afoot across several lands. It was also purposeful in that Shanti was soon expected to find a husband. Her parents had not noticed her escape until it was too late for anything to be done.
Shanti and Mowgli were childhood loves who never married.
By the time Priya was born, eleven months after Shanti’s final arrival in the village, her parents had finally managed to track her down.
She was there. And then she wasn’t.
Priya was raised by her father, other members of the village, and the animals in the nearby Jungle. She grew up with a deep appreciation for the nature that surrounded her and never felt that her life was at all lacking. And she had been fully prepared to live out the rest of her days as a perfectly content villager.
But then a letter arrived.
Twenty-six years of life, and it was the first letter she had ever received from her grandparents.
It had been an invitation to spend the summer with them, to get to know both them and her mother (and her husband and children) on their estate. And with it came the offer, if her schooling was sufficient enough for “their standards,” to function as a governess for the youngest of her half-siblings.
She said no.
Her father insisted she say yes.
Back and forth they went until Mowgli’s urging towards adventure finally pushed Priya over the edge.
That was a month ago. Since then she has been shoved into more sparkly dresses than she can fathom, questioned about every book she has ever read and every language she has ever even somewhat attempted to learn. As a governess, it has been determined that she will suit. As a member of the family?
To the public, Priya has been presented as a distant relative of the family. Her status as Shanti’s child, as it turns out, is a secret even to the other members of her immediate family (the husband and children line in the letter had been misleading, to say the least). And truthfully, her season is more of a formality than anything else.
Priya wasn’t quite sure what she was expecting when she boarded the ship that brought her into Auradon Proper, but nothing that has transpired thus far has lived up to expectations.
She has not gotten to know her mother, has not gotten an answer for why she left and never returned, and has not felt like a member of the family for one moment. Add on top of that the fact that it feels as though she is floundering in the public eye and Priya has had just about enough of her life in Auradon. She is on the precipice of turning seven and twenty - it is far too late for her to change her ways or her thinking about her family.
But if there is one thing that Priya is not, it is a quitter. Stubborn to a fault, Priya is determined to make it to the end of the social season with her head held high before she promptly returns to The Jungle. And nothing, neither the snickers of those that are well seasoned in Society nor the suspicious eyes of the eldest of her half-siblings, the continued parental distance nor the extreme homesickness, can deter her.