|Name:|
Ayla Deans

|Nickname:|
None

|Age:|
19

|Height:|
5’5

|Gender:|
Female

|Sexuality:|
Bi

|Looks:|
Artist(s): (N/A)

|Personality:|
Sweet
Kind-Hearted
Caring
Aggressive When Angered

|Species:|
Werewolf

|Likes:|
Snow
Winter
Being Indoors
Warm Drinks

|Dislikes:|
Hot Days
Hot Rooms
Cold Drinks

|Power:|
Can Turn Into a Wolf Pup

|Weaknesses:|
Being Easily Angered

|Hobbies/Talents:|
Reads

|Backstory:|
Ayla was always treated horribly for being a werewolf, though she didn’t seem to mind it all that much. There would be days where it would anger her to the point pet control would have to be called due to her attacking the person that aggravated her.

|Any Previous Relationships:|
No

|Any Children:|
No

|Nationality:|
American

|First Language:|
English

|Other Fluent Languages:|
No

|Other Facts I Should Know:|
Tempered

|Scenarios;|
#1: You stared down at the werewolf girl who’s facial expression went into one of anger. Her tail fluffed up, and her ears stood.

“What am I to you!?” she yelled. “Am I just a pet!?” her voice came off angered beyond anything you’ve heard from her before. “Is that what I am!? A pet for you to degrade and to ‘play around with’ so you find joy!?”

You’re eyes grew wide, and you started to question yourself for this. Was this what was happening? Was she a pet to you? You shook your head of your thoughts, and you stared at her once again. You opened your mouth to say something, but Ayla was quicker than you.

“Of course I am, right!? I’m a ‘pup’ to you! I’m just a ‘mutt!’ You didn’t keep me around to be friends. You didn’t keep me around to be more. You kept me around to be your d*mn pet!” she yelled at you and her face went even angrier. 

What Do You Do!?

#2: Make One Up!