Ashliya Simmons

[Ashliya Aileen Simmons]

ASHLIYA ALIEEN SIMMONS
"There's a she-wolf in your closet; open it up and set her free!"

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THE RP-er;;

Real Name:
OoC: Call me Zel

Age:
20

Gender:
Female

Experience:
I's got 10+ years


Do you play any other characters on the site?:
Nurp

GENERAL;;

Play-By: Katie Holmes

Name:
Ashliya Aileen Simmons

Nicknames:
Ash

Hometown:
Seattle, WA

Birthday:
April 4th, 1902

Age:
Looks 22 is actually 110 years

Gender:
Female

Sexuality:
Straight; though being a wolf shifter she can seem like she has bi tendencies.

Shifter or Human:
Shifter

Animal:
Wolf

HUMAN PHYSICAL;;

Short Description:
She's smokin' hot head held high protector.

Full Description:
Fair creamy skin with reddish brown hair and blue green eyes. Ashliya portrays innocence like it's going out of style. When she gazes through her long lashes and the sun hits her eyes just right, many tell her she's just like an angel. They should be fooled while her face and curvy body show of innocence this girl is in the happy in between. Her nose isn't too big and her mouth curved sinuously she is model pretty, though she wouldn't fool around with the idea of being a model. She appears delicate in this form but as she is werewolf she is stronger than three human men and can round house kick them through a wall. Her body is toned because she travels as a wolf almost every day when her human life doesn't catch up to her. She loves her wolf form but she also loves her human form. With her she likes to have a foot planted firmly on both sides of the line.

Size:
5'7" and 135 lbs.

Disabilities:
N/A

Picture;;
Human Form.

ANIMAL PHYSICAL;;

Short Description:
A beautiful and looks like a Mexican grey wolf.

Full Description:
Ashliya is very deceptive, her body has the look of a large Mexican grey wolf. If you can get closer to her you can see her eye color is a bit off from the average wolf. That's IF you get close. She's like a ghost in the Arizona dessert. While in Washington she had to hide, here in the dessert her red fur hides the tell tell sings of her being a shifter. She's just

By no means is Ashliya the exceptional snowy or ebony beauty, favored by most male shifters. Her grey, white, and red hued body carries the scars of her past. The attractive feature of Ashliya's wolf form is her face. Narrowed and tapered beautifully, she has an intelligent and stern stare. Holding a no nonsense look in her seagreen eyes.

Her body is all hard muscle. She's lived many, many years and has the skill been molded into her. Ashliya knows how to hide amongst the humans and wolves able to blend into one form or another. Her years as a shifter have made her the strong Alpha she is today.

Size:
Height - 4'1" ft
Weight - 100 lbs
Length - 6'0" ft (from nose to tail)

Picture;;
Wolf Form

MENTAL;;

Personality:
With her being a female and gorgeous face guys would find Ashliya the one to protect. Make no mistake this shifter once held a position in her old pack as a dominate warrior. A title she took with pride. Her traits are suitable for the position as she's aggressive, protective, and charismatic.

As a heart crushing past hovers over her like a dark shadow, she is secretive and refuses to talk about her past. Of course as instinct prevails over any emotion with her, she searches for a new home and place to settle. She is only respectable to her fellow Alpha wolves for alphas aren't alphas for no reason, any other wolf is fair game to play dominance games with. She likes to put wolves in her face and cuddle with newly shifted wolves or Omegas. She knows pack structure and knows how terrifying it can be for newlings. She looks down on wolves who don't take their alphas or pack leaders seriously or pack positions for that matter, and that is enough for her to tear any beasts throat out. She is a firm believer in respect is not given freely it is earned.

As Ashliya is a dominant female, her mate and pack have to be strong to care for her. If the pack is weak, then it isn't good enough for her. If a mate is weak than he isn't worthy enough. She disdains weak leaders for they make weak packs, in the fact that the wolves in the pack don't obey their alphas (to her that means the alphas are weak), and if a mate can't handle her dominant personality than he can tuck his tail and begone from her. Ash loves a good romp, play fighting with the dominates made her into the dominant she wolf she is now.

A fault in her persona is that she doesn't get along well with female, not that she doesn't like them she just prefers males a suitable company. She finds their play fights and dominant battles fun to watch. Any strong female that enjoys playing with males like her is her bestfriend. She finds overly sarcastic or rude females annoying. and she'd much rather put them in their place or deal with them later.

Another flaw is she is a tad bit of a flirt with the dominant wolves. She enjoys to loosen them up and chase her around, she misses her mate, but she has had plenty of time to be over with him. She is now ready to take on a new mate.

Ashliya to sum up is a female with a powerful mind, body, and soul. If she wants something she's going to get it. She's lived the past fifteen years as a loner and is looking for a pack, or if need be make a pack of her own. Ash is tough and when she loosens up around another shifters or human she is witty, sweet, and proves to provide a good, intelligent conversation.

Likes:

• Dominant Alpha males
  
• Teaching rowdy students (she loves putting them in their place) No one complains or fools around with Dr. Simmons.
  
• The Ocean
  
• Chocolate
  
• Running
  
• Martial arts; she keeps her body in perfect condition
  

Dislikes:

• Ignorance
  
• Soda, it's gross
  
• Weakness
  
• Ones who can't back up their talk
  
• flirtatious human men, she doesn't like human men for they can't match her strength (she needs another wolf as her mate.)
  

Hobbies:

• Martial Arts; especially muay thai
  
• Writing down every aspect of her day
  
• Religiously and meticulously cleaning her house, bitch better be spotless.
  

Power Level:
Alpha

Powers:
Emotional-Shifting Control
Pain Tolerance
Command of Animal
Intimacy Manipulation
Charging Beast
Commanding
Control Shift of Others

Abilities:

• Muay thai; she's one heck of kick boxer.
  
• Painting; she's an avid painter and creates beautiful paintings
  
• Speaking; she a great motivational speaker
  
• Dancing; she loves all forms of dance.
  

Inabilities:

• Computers; she's learning but given her age she's not very good at more than email and games.
  
• Following directions; she has her own rules and plays by them, everyone else should understand.
  
• Technology; she being from a time where technology was little has a hard time learning new things. She can operate her simple flip phone and email when she has too. Everything else she keeps it old school.
  

Fears:

• The death of her kind; she's a proud old warrior and she fears the extinction of her kind.
  
• Lashka; she knows her old mentor is alive somewhere she fears the day that she will have to meet her.
  
• Spiders; nasty little things
  

Quirks:
Ashliya is OCD, everything has a proper place and order. If something is out of whack she HAS to fix it. She's also a perfectionist, everything must be right.

PAST;;

History:
So she was born. Badly ravished, at the age of 15, her body lay in it's own blood, twisting painfully into her new shape. How she screamed in the woods. Her father lay dead from her in his wolf form, the bullet placed right between the center of his eyes. Still in the snow she was what she sought out to kill. She was a wolf now. Ashliya stood and screamed as the moon came out and basked her in it's glow. In the sound of crunching bones she screamed again, her body was morphing into what she now was.

Her final scream was stretched into a howl. Again she howled to the heavens a beautiful mottled gray and white wolf. She feasted on the fallen form of her father that night, and licked her own blood frozen in the snow.

~.1 year later.~ 1916; the pack is hidden deep within the woods of North Eastern America.

"Hold still Ash!"

Ashliya was high off of adrenaline. She had just won her first mock battle. Her tail was about to wag off her rump with excitement. Her Alpha and adopted mother Lashka had a twisted smile on her face as she watch her favorite adopted werewolf. She couldn't even hold back her surprise as Ashliya was able to trump her tutor, Top Warrior Darken, in a mock battle. Lashka watched in human form her own children born werewolves, Draquen, Leemeh, and Ahmun take hit after hit. Yet the smallest one, her Ash, was able to make Darken fall flat on his face.

Lashka felt a small amount of pride, that night a year ago, in the forest the large black she wolf found the bloodied ball of fur. A newborn was hard to come by in her pack, but she found this one. Lashka planned this after all. Nula, one of her personal body guards, turned Ash's father who killed his own wife in a rage. That was when the pretty thing came for her father, Lashka had watched with sick enjoyment as her chosen fought her father. He turned her and she shot a bullet through his skull. All accidental, all on purpose. This was a beautiful creature, and her wolf form succulent and perfect. A mentor couldn't be prouder.

Of course the black Alpha didn't miss the fact that Darken was eying Ash with tenderness instead of his usual disdain for new wolves. Lashka turned her head from the happy werewolves, to hide her sneer. Lashka cut her eyes towards the male. Ashliya was currently bouncing around him with puppy enthusiasm. Nipping at his feet and tail, begging for another fight.

"Ash. It is enough for one day. Darken, round your troops for another run around the terra. We wouldn't want the Aps pack coming near us again." Lashka turned around and in the forest of Maine, made her way back to the small settlement, the wolves had for themselves.

~.15 year later.~ 1931

"Ash! Psst come on sleeply wolf! You promised."

Ash stretched in her bed and rolled over to gaze at the lovely face of Darken. He was looking in the window of he cottage. Secretly he was her mate and fiance. Something they hid very well from the Alpha. As well as their plan to leave the pack. It was growing weak as her mother grew more and more insane. Darken was now Leader Lucien's third. The delta of the pack. A title her mother hated with a passion, almost as much as she hated Darken.

Ashliya was a strong dominate beta warrior. A title she took with pride. In a battle a few years ago had left the still stuck at 17 girl with the title. She fought bravely and had killed almost as many enemies as Darken. No beast could doubt as a team they were impossible to beat.

Ash opened the window and kissed the man. She quickly pulled him into the room and they fell on her bed. Passionately she kissed him and he her. He was older by at least thirty years but in shifter world that didn't matter. They were in love and happy. Her took her that night, in passion she cried his name and the ring around her finger he placed. Quickly they dressed and she packed. They were going to leave soon, as planned.

She slipped into her wolf form as did he. He was a strong and powerful male, bigger than her father even and pitch black with light golden eyes. Dominant was an understatement, they would make the perfect pack together. She grabbed in her mouth a small bag and they both flew out into the forest.

"Ash..." Darken panted as they lay side by side in a soft field of heather.

"Hmmm?" she kissed his fingers tenderly.

"Let's get out of here... tonight." He pulled him self up from the ground into a sitting position.

They gazed at each other for a long time and Ashliya gave a small huff. "Are you daft? Of course. My mother is getting a little...."

She trailed off. Everyone in the pack knew of the Alpha female's weakening mental health. Growing more and more possessive of Ashliya. Ash didn't know how to handle the mood swings. But she couldn't take them anymore. She herself couldn't take the wild random attacks on other packs, the expulsions of the pack members she'd known since she was brought her. Ashliya looked up at the sky. Dark clouds hung over the territory and she shivered moving closer to her mate. "Let's go... now."

As they stood to leave a blackened shape ran like demons were chasing it straight into Darken. He gave no yelp no cry. Just the crushing sound of his neck being broken. The sound that plagued Ashliya's mind for months.

With a gasp she turned to look at her dead mate and Lashka pacing back and forth snarling, she shifted and Ash stared at the wild eyed form of her mother. He wasn't here anymore! Ash kept that running that through her head over and over. 'He's not here, he's gone, he's not here, he's gone,' over and over. She almost felt as mad as her pacing mother. Speaking of. The woman was slowly shifting back into the werewolf form, slowly losing control.

"You! See what you have done? You just like your father...." Ash took a step back. What?

Ash took a few more steps back as froth fell in long strands from Lashka's mouth. She stopped then turned to Ashliya, and snarled before shifting into her wolf form "But you must be punished. If I kill you oh well. I should have YEARS ago!"

Two wolves streaked through the forest. Ash was going to leave. She would grieve Darken later now she had her psychopathic mentor on her tail. Chasing her, snarling one minute, then whimpering another minute. Finally the boarders, Ash crossed over them as an invisible wall stopped her mother. Her last cries haunted Ash, just as the breaking of Darken's neck. "ASH-LEE-YAH! I planned you, you were mine all along, you stupid whore!!!!"

~.seventy one years later.~ 2002

Ash sat uncomfortably as she waited for her position at the large college in Seattle. She was on transfer from Seattle. She was just hard up for a job like the rest of the people in the world and thought this would be a great idea. She was dressed professionally in a dark blue pencil skirt and white blouse with a blue hue to it. To bring out the blue in her eyes. Even though she did not need glasses she had a wire rimmed frame in stylish square shape to compliment her bright eyes and her naturally red brown hair was pulled back into a sharp bun. She look professional, she thought she was professional, and she hoped she could land this job. . . . Despite turning furry every now and then. . . . Her life for the past 71 years had been full of traveling and going place to place. Earning new names and hiding who she was. Spending even ten years as a wolf, only shifting into human form when she had to. She was a lone wolf an enigma to others who met her an learned of how old the dominant shifter was. Finally it was her turn to take the job and she walked in.

~.Nine Years Later.~ 2011

She transferred to Phoenix, AZ before anyone could guess her true age. While she pretended to be a 25 year old woman but people weren't stupid. Some began to wonder if she had some magical ailment that kept her from aging. Other's especially students began to suspect a shifter. Ashliya transferred by the request of the school board. One of the men on the board was a Beta shifter. He knew she needed to leave and helped her get to AZ. For a year she settled in and has made a name among the shifter community hoping to see if she could build a pack or join on.




Bloodlines;
Mother: Ieleen || N/A || Deceased
Father: Lucious || N/A || Deceased
Mentor: Lashka || Unknown || Deceased
Siblings: N/A

RANDOMNESS;;

Other:
I think I summed everything up alright if I need to give more information just let me know.

Theme Song:
Shakira - She Wolf
Akira Yamaoka - Hell Frozen Rain
Armin Van Buuren ft. Sharon den Adel - In and Out of love
Goo Goo Dolls - I'm Still Here
Lisa Gerrard - Now we are Free

[Majesty]

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