Dr. Amelia "Ami" Daniels pulled on her well-worn green scrubs, the familiar scent of disinfectant and pet dander a comforting morning ritual. Sunlight streamed through the dusty window of Maple Street Veterinary Clinic, illuminating the worn exam tables and a faded poster advocating for responsible pet ownership. Outside, the sounds of a sleepy town waking up drifted in - a rooster's crow, the rumble of a pick-up truck, and the excited yips of a dog being walked. Ami smiled. In Harmony Creek, everyone knew everyone, and their pets were practically extended family. Today, whether it was routine check-ups, unexpected emergencies, or the occasional grumpy farm animal, Ami was ready to face it all, one furry (or feathery, or scaled) friend at a time.

Obsidian wind whipped Silv's orange & white hair. Below, Aethel shimmered, choked by the encroaching fog. Ten years. Once a whisper, now a monster lurks within. Sunrise, their katana, hummed in their grip. Fear? No time. Aethel's fate rests on these scarred hands.

A stong sprited young woman who lives in the woods. shes protective and caring. she makes potions in her cabin and sells them to the citizens of the town not to far off once every 2 weeks to make some money. other than that though life with her is secluded and sweet in the woods.