Yekaterina, or Katya for short, was born into an upper middle-class Russian family. She has two older brothers, Andrei (35) and Vadim (33), which she loves very much, and she firmly believes are still alive.
Her mother, a cold and superficial woman, was born in Chernarus. She had met Katya’s father when he was visiting Chernogorsk in the 80s and they married a year later. She was then 19 year old and ended up never working a day in her life. Katya, thinking she would follow in her mother’s footsteps and marry well, never put much effort into her schooling. But the years passed, and Katya got older but remained unmarried.
Being the youngest in the family and her father’s only daughter she was the jewel of his eye. He would often bring her with him on his business trips, sometimes even abroad. And just like he had taught her brothers to hunt, he also taught her. Once or twice every year since she was 10 they would all spend a few days out in the woods. Andrei later ended up leaving for the military and Vadim went off to university, but Katya and her father kept going every summer until she was 23 and his health no longer allowed it.
Her father’s family owned property in both Russia and Chernarus. When neither of her brothers were around to help, and with her father too sick to travel, she would travel to Chernarus in their place and stay with relatives. Naturally, she also took this opportunity to indulge herself in some of the pleasures offered in the larger cities together with her cousins.
When martial law was declared in South Zagoria she had just spent a weekend visiting private clubs in Chernogorsk. With tensions being high she decided it best to remain and was staying in her cousin’s apartment for a few weeks, until things got a lot worse.