Sierra Harmon | Skinwalker

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✧ Skilled pilot
✧ Quick witted
✧ Hard working

Negatives (At Least 3):
✦ Crabby
✦ Flirts too much
✦ Easily bored

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Parents: Amrita Harmon (mother), Oliver Harmon (father)
Siblings: Priya Harmon (twin)
Other Family:
Important Others: Holden Sinclair
History: Sierra worked in the airforce for most of her career life. Her twin sister, Priya had become an artist. She flew the jets into combat, shows, demonstrations, etc. Sometimes she even flew helicopters for supply drop offs but she preferred the planes, mainly the F-15 Strike Eagle. In her last mission her plane was shot down and her seat wouldn't eject. She had survived with broken bones (leg, arm, collar) and head injury. After a long time recovering in the hospital, she had developed vision problems at night. Nyctalopia also called night-blindness, is a condition making it difficult or impossible to see in relatively low light. She was forced to retire since she only wanted to fly the planes but she couldn't at full capacity. She was given honorary discharge.

However during her time recovering in hospital her twin sister, Priya, went missing. She took the news hard. Sierra spent months in rehab to get her body back to full function. She was determined to travel the world if need be to find her mirror image. Eventually the hospital cleared her as perfect health, minus the vision problem.

Sierra had gone to the police but they had just said there was no real investigation since there was no sign of a struggle, robbery or murder. Just that she went up and left willingly. She refused to believe it. So Sierra had spent over a year trying to find her twin, putting up missing flyers and posting on social media. Anytime there was news or rumours of her twin being spotted, Sierra would go check it out only to find nothing.

After two years Sierra was starting to give up hope. One night she was working casual at a strip joint to get extra cash, a guy booked her for a single show in one of the side rooms. Given extra tips she allowed the guy to get physical, all touchy and kissy. The guy soon then bit down hard. Of course he was kicked out by the security guards and she called it a night. Sierra had started for home when she was randomly bit by a stray dog. Bleeding, she returned to work to get checked over by the club doctor. After the club's doctor gave her the all clear, no rabies or anything, she called it quits early. Soon enough though the woman found herself turning into a dog. And also more shocking, her vision fully cleared up.

The one that bit her had come back for her but Sierra had shot him full of lead, since she always carried a firearm.. Of course the bullets did nothing. They did hurt but they did not kill. The guy tried to get her to join his pack but she managed to get away due to her former training. Sierra researched on her own at what she was, even finding some other skinwalkers who did not hurt humans. It was still overwhelming for her.

Thinking the needing hearts was false she went for a time without eating any. It got to the point though that she was getting weaker. After a failed hunt for even a beaver she laid there in the woods, giving up. It was her lucky day, a well muscled guy had been in the woods training to keep in shape and attract others.  Sierra just tried to get to her paws and growl but he just hoisted her up and slung her over his shoulder.  He knew that fox wasn't native.

After research at the dog breed he put two and two together.  He knew about skinwalkers since he has helped others in the past and was friends with some.  His former partner was a skinwalker who was killed by hunters so he decided to help them whenever he could.  He fed her diced up cow heart.  Normally she would have turned her nose up at it but wolfed it down instead.

Holden waited for her to start trusting him, not forcing her to change.  He did keep taking care of her.  Eventually Sierra started trusting him and changed into human form before him one night, not shy about showing skin. He just handed her one of his shirts.  Since then he got her a job at the strip club he worked at each night.  Sometimes she joined him as a fox, doubling as his exotic pet to get more tips.  



Alias: Singingdoughnut/Tamara
How did you find us?: Hellhound
Experience: 5 years here
Other Characters: Gina Costa, Richard Calhoun, Marut, Tina Dukes, Sydnee Cole, Misty Bales, Tamara Young, Raven Reuvean, Lander Something, Stevia Barnes, Diya Holloway, Maia Johnson
RP Sample: "Don't do that." called out over the top of her computer without even looking at a teen trying to dog ear a page in a library book. To her that was sacrilege. Tamara looked over the top of the monitor staring at the teen coldly until he merely shut the book and pushed it aside. Nothing was more sinful than a damaged book. She was angry before, but that just added to it. It had been more than a week since she heard from Matt. She was mad and worried that he had not called. It was not the first time he had gone more than a month without making contact. Either it was for her protection, or he just forget, she still couldn't help but worry. Worried that the next news report was of his body being found, or locked in prison for protecting someone

Finally it was closing time. Tamara just locked the doors when someone grabbed her from behind. Gasping in fear, she spun around, trying to go for the mace in her bag when she saw it was one of Matt's hunter friends and shut her eyes, putting a hand over her racing heart. "Wear a bell next time." she said, looking up at him calming down now.

"And give up on these nights? I don't think so." Rick said with a smirk



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