Jen a réfléchi un instant.
"Je suppose que je demanderais la fin de la guerre pour commencer. Et je demanderais probablement la fin de la faim dans le monde en même temps. Quant à la dernière..." Elle s'est calmée pendant quelques secondes, avant de rougir brillamment, "Je préfère ne pas dire."
La dernière partie est sortie comme un cri, trahissant son embarras à ce qu'elle avait pensé. Cela n'a pas été aidé par la façon dont il montrait son corps, le cerveau de Jen ayant une surcharge comme plusieurs signaux tirés à travers elle, la plupart d'entre eux étant l'excitation et la terreur pure.
Qu'est-ce qu'il fait en me parlant? Il y a un tas d'autres filles plus sexy ici, pense-t-elle à elle-même.
Name:
Jennifer Flint
Nickname:
Jen
Age:
19
Gender:
Female
Sexuality:
Bisexual
Relationship Status:
Single
Gang Rank:
Omega
Title:

Species:
Werewolf
Occupation
Baker
Likes:
Italian food, Romance novels, Chess, Drawing
Dislikes:
Violence, Tidiness, Hospitals
Fears:
Being thrown out of her pack
Personality:
Kind, Quiet, Generous, Timid, Easily Frightened, Easy to Push Around
Jen has little to no self confidence. She doesn't think that she'll achieve much in life, and just wants to live peacefully. She's a pushover, and is easily ordered around. Though she is timid, she is still willing to talk to people if it is necessary. Her greatest strength is her kindness and generosity. She is always willing to help someone in need, no matter their race, species or gender.
History:
Jen was born to a Beta of the pack and a 'strong' Omega. She had high expectations from her father, the Beta, and tried her best to live up to them. However, it wasn't in her personality or body to be the wolf her father wanted. He viewed her as weak, both mentally and physically. When she was 16, her father passed away, still disappointed in his daughter. She has been living on her own in a one bedroom apartment since then, regretting every day that she couldn't make him proud, not even once.
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