[hider=AILA][CENTER][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/c0b10e9486edbddaabb27726c9ff2d3f/tumblr_oibossySEG1rkynv6o3_250.gif[/img][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/ea1dc604e2c885e239151e03bd37a34e/tumblr_oibossySEG1rkynv6o5_250.gif[/img][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/c1b0168163a289cfeb740b3cac59d953/tumblr_oibossySEG1rkynv6o6_250.gif[/img][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/058f67dfee9ae94a0219e1d60b7d3aa1/tumblr_oibossySEG1rkynv6o4_250.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/nAR7kNe.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/1LAQ2Ho.gif[/img][/center] π—™π—¨π—Ÿπ—Ÿ π—‘π—”π— π—˜ [color=49ad79]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent](Kawennahere) Aila Atleo.[/indent] π—”π—šπ—˜ [color=49ad79]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [INDENT]19[/INDENT] π—”π—£π—£π—˜π—”π—₯π—”π—‘π—–π—˜ [color=49ad79]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [INDENT]Aila is in incredible physical shape for an nineteen year old girl. She has the fitness level approaching that of an Olympic athlete. She has very well defined core and leg muscles and slightly less shoulder and upper arm muscle definition. She has long black hair that reaches her mid to lower back. She will typically either have one large braid that goes down her right shoulder – or she will let it flow completely let down. She usually wears a jacket that her father used to wear, and underneath that a plaid flannel shirt and typically a pair of jeans, weather be damned. Aila sports a pair of winter boots she found in a men’s room at a pit stop on her way to Edgetoun and doesn’t own any other shoes. Aila’s body is noticeably scarred, many claw and teeth marks reaching anywhere from her hips to her neck including one rather nasty scar on the side of her throat. She has found that she has a hard time staying out of fights and as such typically has some kind of wound on her face. One notable example is when she was under investigation, just a day after the β€˜other’ story came out. She had to reapply a wound twice during the investigation to due to her advanced healing. Her original bite mark is perhaps the most clear scar on her body and it is on her right outer thigh. Aila has orangey brown eyes and larger lips than she enjoys. Though they make for prime biting material. She will sometimes be found wearing a rather simple denim button up shirt. This is notably the only outfit Aila wears when she is attempting to dress up for someone. She doesn’t wear it for a full day very often.[/INDENT] π—’π—–π—–π—¨π—£π—”π—§π—œπ—’π—‘ [color=49ad79]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [INDENT]Secretary at the Police Department.[/INDENT] π—™π—”π—–π—§π—œπ—’π—‘ [color=49ad79]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [INDENT]A werewolf without a pack.[/INDENT] π—£π—˜π—₯π—¦π—’π—‘π—”π—Ÿπ—œπ—§π—¬ [color=49ad79]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [INDENT]Aila is [color=49ad79]easily excited[/color] by many things, and likes to talk to people – however due to experiences in her past with the Mi’kmaq tribe of werewolves, she believe herself to be incredibly [color=49ad79]inadequate at most things[/color]. While she can put this worry inside for business, for example performing secretarial duties at a police station. Aila’s weariness is heavily linked to her former status as an Epsilon. Turned from the age of eight years old she is heavily defensive and dislikes walking home at night – even though she could physically overpower most potential assailants. As Aila has been living a life filled with violence and the murder of friends since she was eight years old - [color=49ad79]she has a strange relationship with violence[/color]. On one hand, it is extremely casual for her to witness. On the other - she avoids it at all costs not due to fear but due to a more complicated sense of pattern. Aila has only once been in a relationship and it was unhealthy for her. But something in her soul wants her to find love and she hasn’t stopped looking. She often finds herself fluttering at the call of her name and is rather [color=49ad79]easily impressionable[/color] as far as crushes go. She, however rarely fully commits to acting on her crushes. Typically, she’ll out herself as having a crush on a certain person and immediately afterwards distance herself. Forgoing further contact is usually the plan of attack from there. Two quirks Aila has is her absolute adoration of spooning (she is the [color=49ad79]littlest spoon[/color]) and dancing. Though she doesn’t get much time to practice either with her lack of relationships and fear that someone may see her dancing. Her joy of dancing comes from her late mother, who was a professional dancer.[/INDENT] π—›π—œπ—¦π—§π—’π—₯𝗬 [color=49ad79]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [INDENT] [center][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/108698d042f0d56e109d1e5b76f27434/tumblr_oux1ttLwBj1qbfuh9o1_r1_540.gif[/img][/center] Aila comes from a small reserve locally known as Kettlepoint, do to a large amount of rocks, the tops of which look like kettles located along the shore of the reserve. To visit, Kettlepoint is a nice enough place. Dour weather be damned, the vistas are beautiful and there are a few cheaper bars and cigarette stands. Not the worst place to spend the afternoon if you got stuck there. However, spending fifteen years there can be... More than painful. Aila knows this first hand. Her parents both passed away from external causes when she was too young to make sure she remembered their faces and she was taken in by a local gang who, unbeknownst to the young girl, were werewolves. By the time she was eight, they turned her in a ritualistic ceremony and from that moment on Aila's life was simpler. She did what the pack wanted and her life was easier. When she struck out, her life was harder. There isn't much to analyze, or anything to say about it - when Aila left the pack at the age of 17 she gave them a diversion and left absolutely nothing behind. No family, no money, nothing. Aila worked in a diner for a week, bought a plane ticket out of the country - the cheapest one she could find that'd get her off the same landmass as her old pack. And somehow along the way she ended up in Edgetoun about a year and a half later. Aila has done well for herself recently. She's got a small apartment to herself, a job at the police station working as the secretary and she hasn't killed anyone in at least two years now. She feels, a lot saner. [/INDENT] 𝗙𝗔𝗩𝗒𝗨π—₯π—œπ—§π—˜ 𝗛𝗔𝗨𝗑𝗧𝗦 [color=49ad79]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [INDENT]The Crypt CafΓ© - It's kind of nice, pretty quiet, and as a bonus they play the exact type of music that Aila loves to dance to. Nothing crazy, just low-key feel good music. Grandville - The best place in town for books. Aila can often be found sitting in the aisles reading, being told that she should buy that in a non-serious way before the staff go back to their standing around.[/INDENT] 𝗙π—₯π—œπ—˜π—‘π——π—¦ & π—™π—”π— π—œπ—Ÿπ—¬ [color=49ad79]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [INDENT]There isn't any.[/INDENT] [/hider] [hider=RELATIONSHIPS][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/kjs9LS9.gif[/img][/center] π—˜π— π— π—” π—₯π—˜π—‘π—¦π—›π—”π—ͺ [color=623034]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"We’ve spoken, a lot actually. She’s getting something out of it but her questions are a lot cheaper than therapy. I should probably tell her to not miss school as often as she does, especially since I work for the police. But I know she has more important things going on right now."[/i] Ah, it’s honestly scary thinking about her or talking to her. It’s the closest to having a friend that I’ve been in a long time, from what I can tell she seems to like me – so we’re started on the right foot at least. I don’t really know what kind of advice to give her as far as joining a pack goes – but I don’t think that’s the kind of advice she’s looking for from me anyway. I only know a lot of traditional information about werewolves. Comes with the turf of being ritually turned into one by a bunch of fanatics I guess. I dunno, I should probably teach her how to throw a solid right hook next honestly.[/indent] π—žπ—”π—Ÿπ—œ 𝗔𝗑𝗔𝗑𝗗 [color=CC823D]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"Yeah, she seems nice."[/i] I know the smell of an Epsilon, the look in their eyes. Always looking for where the next threat is going to come from. I’m going to have to speak with her, or approach her in some way eventually – otherwise her pack will probably chew me alive and spit me back out. But, I don’t want to, I’m honestly terrified. It's something else when you see someone you know may try to kill you. I think that was her. She might ambush me when I'm doing groceries, or when I'm walking Stef home after a date. I think about it when I wake up, when I shower. I could have met the person who kills me.[/indent] π—Ÿπ—”π—¨π—₯π—˜π—Ÿ π—•π—œπ—‘π—Ÿπ—˜π—¬ [color=a20105]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"He seems sweet, in a kind of understated way."[/i] I don’t know, I get the impression that he’s nice. I’m a weird age for this town, a lot of adults, a lot of high school students, not too many who are around my age.[/indent] π—π—”π—–π—ž π—Ÿπ—”π—­π—”π—₯𝗨𝗦 [color=6e9887]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"A vet, always good to know one."[/i] I already have him saved in my phone as my emergency number just in case. I’m not taking a single chance with any hunters out there, I don’t know this town, country or people. So yeah, you bet I found the first vet I could and wrote his number down. Survival only happens when you anticipate.[/indent] π—œπ—‘π——π—œπ—šπ—’ 𝗕π—₯𝗔𝗬 [color=9dc680]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"She’s way too attractive for how much they charge as cover."[/i] O-or so I’ve heard ha. Ha ha. I don’t know man, a girl’s got temptations okay?.[/indent] π—•π—Ÿπ—”π—žπ—˜ 𝗣π—₯π—˜π—¦π—§π—’π—‘ [color=gray]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"Pretty famous for her age, especially considering she’s garnered that fame from her mind."[/i] She seems like a good role model, and a great person to know – someone with an ear to the ground. Maybe I should reach out, I do work at the police station I’m sure I’d be a valuable contact, or something. I don’t really know how to be a contact.[/indent] π—”π—˜π——π—‘π—¬π—« [color=680110]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"What kind of name is that?"[/i] Is that a planet in Star Wars or something?[/indent] π—¦π—œπ— π—’π—‘π—˜ 𝗦𝗖𝗔π—₯π—₯𝗒π—ͺ [color=F7941D]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"She seems up front, I can respect that."[/i] One thing I’ve learned about British punk culture is that it isn’t all that different from Native culture. We show our true colours no matter what, and it is often in a way that is to spit in the face of the man, they do much the same. Maybe she isn’t trying to send a message but I like how she operates nonetheless. She also works at Grandville, I spend a lot of time there. She always lets me keep reading while they close and only kicks me out once they lock up! Frankly, I’d die for her. Not actually, I don’t wanna die, but like you know. She’s nice.[/indent] π—”π—Ÿπ—œπ—¦π—§π—”π—œπ—₯ π—€π—¨π—˜π—˜π—‘ [color=253B7D]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"He owns like what? The city?."[/i] A guy with that much money is either super shady or it’s been going back centuries. As much as I’m usually suspicious, I don’t know I think he’s probably just got rich parents or something. He’s got kind eyes I think? Maybe I’m just a terrible judge of character. Maybe he’s just a bit too attractive for em to properly judge. It could be a lot of things okay?!.[/indent] π—–π—’π—Ÿπ—œπ—‘ π—₯π—˜π—‘π—¦π—›π—”π—ͺ [color=black]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"He exudes stress and weariness that feel kind of familiar, which is sad. I think he’s some kind of reporter or journalist?."[/i] I see him alone around the Daily Grind sometimes, I mean he has his dog, but I don’t know he just seems really lonely. I might be reading into it I can’t really tell honestly.[/indent] π—”π—’π—œπ—™π—˜ π—₯π—˜π—œπ—Ÿπ—Ÿπ—˜π—¬ [color=c8a2c8]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"She’s, really nice – actually."[/i] I mean seriously, I don’t know if there’s anything else I can say about her. But it was to the point where I was legitimately worried about my safety. No one is that nice, it’s freaky, she’s freaky.[/indent] π—Ÿπ—”π—‘π—š π— π—’π—‘π—¬π—˜π—§π—›π—˜π—•π—˜π—‘π—š [color=b59130]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"I mean, everyone knows that the hottest cop in town works nights. Don’t tell anyone I said that!"[/i] I can’t help it, the guy looks like an American for sure, some kind of Hollywood guy? I can’t tell, but the fact that he’s a cop now means that it is most preferable for me to be arrested at night..[/indent] π—žπ—˜π—œ [color=00FF7F]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"Kei seems like so much fun!"[/i] I don’t really want to drag her down by forcing a friendship or something, but she seems fun. Stef would probably tell me to get to know her that I need more friends, but I dunno. I think it’d just make me feel a bit lonelier.[/indent] π—Ÿπ—¨π—žπ—” π—£π—”π—©π—Ÿπ—’π—© [color=854442]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"He’s got one of those permanent scruffy beards where I always wonder how they keep it so perfectly scruffy."[/i] He owns some club in the city that was declared an other-friendly zone. But I’m not setting foot within a hundred yards of there, short of someone forcing me. I know what that kind of branding does to a place. Here’s a hint, it paints a bullseye on it for anyone with a gun and a disagreeing opinion. I’ll keep Stef away from there too.[/indent] π—Ÿπ—’π—¨π—œπ—¦π—˜ π—Ÿπ—”π—‘π—šπ—•π—₯π—’π—˜π—ž [color=DC9C74]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"That girl on the radio?"[/i] I only know she must be some kind of other, I’d bet vamp. Works all night sleeps all day? It couldn’t be more obvious..[/indent] π—Ÿπ—’π—žπ—œ 𝗩𝗔𝗑 π—¦π—§π—˜π—‘π—•π—˜π—₯π—š [color=9a130a]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"Who is actually named Loki? That’s like being named jerk."[/i] I do not actually know who this man is. Sounds like a nice guy though if it wasn’t for the evil van cool name![/indent] π—˜π—©π—˜ π—Ÿπ—¨π— π—œπ—˜π—₯π—˜ [color=2f556b]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"I got no words."[/i] Let’s just say there’s one reason the Slye fox is still in business and everyone knows it.[/indent] 𝗦𝗨π—₯π—œπ—˜π—Ÿ [color=AF9E96]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"Wow that is a beautiful name, I wonder where she’s from?"[/i] It feels oddly familiar, but I feel like I’d remember if I ran into someone like that at the station. .[/indent] π—₯π—˜π—‘π—”π—§π—’ 𝗖𝗔π—₯π—©π—”π—Ÿπ—Ÿπ—’ [color=386467]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"People think I’m the weak spot of the station because I’m the young receptionist so I fully except to be ambushed by him at some point."[/i] Maybe that’s a little bit presumptuous of me to assume he’s some kind of paparazzo. He doesn’t seem overly rude or anything.[/indent] π—šπ—¨π—¬ π—Ÿπ—˜π—˜ [color=7ac0fa]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"I ran into Guy once, like literally I smashed into him. He apologized in twelve different ways, bought me a coffee and sent me on my way. It was like a whirlwind of kindness I honestly was not prepared for."[/i] I think a lot of people can tell I’m… the way I am and they always try to fix it, you know? But he just came up and made my whole day this… I don’t know it was just really nice of him.[/indent] π—˜π—Ÿπ—˜π—”π—‘π—’π—₯ π—˜π—‘π—šπ—Ÿπ—œπ—¦π—› [color=ff1a1a]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"I know of her, heard some chatter down at the station with her name."[/i] I swear to god there’s a girl in my class who looks kind of like her, maybe she’s her daughter?[/indent] π—‘π—œπ—–π—’π——π—˜π—  π—žπ—”π— π—œπ—‘π—¦π—žπ—œ [color=89352C]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"Yeah, sure we all know Mr. Kaminski he owns the Slye Fox."[/i] He seems like a nice enough guy, although there’s all these scary rumors about him and I don’t want to get involved with anything like that. I’ve had enough violence in my life that none of that is required.[/indent] π—–π—”π—˜π—Ÿ [color=676FA5]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"His hair! Oh my god his hair it is so cool, it is the coolest thing."[/i] His hair!!! It’s a different colour every single time I’ve seen it I swear to god. I lose my mind. I, I don’t even know him though. He’s my age though! I should get to know him![/indent] π—˜π—§π—˜π—₯π—‘π—œπ—§π—¬ [color=9cc8ff]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"I’ve never met her but that is the kind of name I absolutely adore."[/i] My mum would’ve said that it was a stripper name though. Wait, is she a stripper?[/indent] [/hider]