Ainsley Hannelore Duprey

[Ainsley Duprey]

Ainsley Hannelore Duprey



Don't put your life in someone's hands
They're bound to steal it away
Don't hide your mistakes
'Cause they'll find you, burn you
Then he said If you want to get out alive
Hold on run for your life

Full Name: Ainsley Hannelore Duprey
Nicknames: Ains.
Physical Age: 50 years old
Date of Birth: July 4
Hometown: Baton Rouge, LA
Current Residence: Somewhere in California.
Occupation: Enforcer for the pack and waitress/bartender.
Relationship Status: Single.
Character Type: Wolf Shifter
Affiliations: Neutral

Face Claim: Kate Bosworth
Gender: Female.
Hair: Long, cornsilk blond locks.
Eyes: One eye is bright blue the other is a murky, dark green color.
Height: Five foot seven
Weight: 115 lbs.
Body Type: Athletic, slender body.
Best Feature: Her eyes.
Worst Feature: Her temper.
Sexuality: Straight

Personality: What would you like me to say about Ainsley here? She’s a complete bad ass if you ever saw one, but completely secretive about it. Ainsley likes to use her sweet looks to deceive those around her. The cute doll like face has ways of making many people trust her without a thought in the fact that there was a ruthless killer behind the mask. That is what makes her the best. She is unsuspecting until she’s suddenly attacking you. Of course, sometimes she has the habit of getting a bit arrogant, full of herself. And that in turn is bound to get her in a bit of trouble. Being hard headed and emotional can have a dangerous outcome. While she is stubborn on how she achieves her goals she has a habit of getting herself into some trouble at time. Never has Ainsley ever backed down from a fight and she will not start now. Fiercely loyal to those she trusts she will stay with them until the end, depending on the circumstances. Honesty is one of her strongest points, almost bluntly so at times. You might say she doesn’t have that filter everyone else has but truthfully she doesn’t care. She won’t spare your feelings and that’s that. Once she’s set her mind to something, you will never be able to get her to back down from that decision. Her word is the one thing that she’s proud of. No matter what she will always keep her word with people. Basically this girl is just a big bunch of craziness. Question is, do you dare to attempt to get to know her….or just let her be?


Abilities: Has the ability to change into a wolf whenever she chooses without relying on the full moon. Being born into it she has heightened senses, speedy healing, increased strength and stamina, and the ability to see the unseen in the supernatural world. If there is one key difference in her it would be her ability to track, hunt, and fight most other shifters better than most. Ainsley is also quite the cook and can mix probably any drink you could possibly think of.

Personal Style: Ainsley’s style is something completely all her own. Unique is what people might think from the first moment they stare at her. Worn, comfortable jeans and a band shirt with her converses on her feet. Most of the time she’s wearing those, having to be prepared for whatever her Alpha tells her to do. But at work at the bar she wears jeans or a skirt paired with boots and a tight top. She hates being like that, but she has to pay the bills and eat at some point. Dresses are also one of her loves, the flowy summery ones that can be paired with boots or flats and a pair of tights. Jewelry is something she likes to keep simple, as long as it doesn’t weigh her down.

Likes:
• Alcohol.
• Running.
• Being an enforcer.
• Being a shifter
• Feeling important.

Dislikes: (At least 4)
• Being used.
• Being alone.
• Failing.
• fire

Strengths: (At least 4)
• Increased strength and endurance.
• Heightened senses.
• Faster healing capabilities.
• Quite the fighter.
• Expert tracker and hunter, what got her the enforcer job.

Weaknesses: (At least 4)
• Silver
• Some men.
• Very Stubborn.
• Her temper can get the best of her.
• Alcohol.

Mother: Nadine Duprey
Father: Unknown.
Siblings: None that she’s aware.
Others: Uncle: Micah Duprey


Bio: Ainsley Hannelore Duprey was born into what some might call an interesting lifestyle but one she would never change. Her mother- a shifter- became pregnant by a man she refused to ever talk about even to her own brother Micah. Nadine doted on her little girl as she grew, living in their shifter community where she knew the blond haired babe would be safe mixed with her own kind. It was there that she met Rage Bourdeux, someone who wasn’t that much older than her and actually she found him quite intriguing. Since they were kids they could always be found together, hanging out and just talking about everything. Everyone in the pack would talk about him, say how much of a bad influence he was but she didn’t care. To Ainsley he was different, and he was with her. Not many people got to see the side of him that she did. She knew that he wasn’t that tough man he showed to the world. Hell she probably had the biggest crush on him in the history of crushes, but Ains was too prideful to ever admit it to anyone. Instead she sat back for years and watched as he eventually married another.

It was always expected that Ainsley would join the enforcers when she got to the age. Her uncle Micah was already one, teaching her what she was born to do. It was in the Duprey blood to help enforce the rules set out by the Alpha and make sure that all obeyed. Perhaps that is why they always frowned upon her friendship with the troubled and angry wolf Rage. So they molded her, shaped her to be the best enforcer they could get. Little did they know she would exceed their expectations. This girl could hunt down better then most of the males, her tracking skills were exceptional, and she was a very fierce fighter. This was her life, enforcing the laws and making sure that nothing ruins what the Alpha has planned for them. It was a good life, a comfortable life for her. She loved the thrill and power that came with being an enforcer. Never was she forced to marry, instead she would have casual relationships with different people but nothing more. Ainsley wasn’t one for a relationship and that was okay with her.

Nothing could keep her from enjoying the thrills, that was until she heard about what happened with Rage and his wife. Ainsley was on autopilot when she moved to find him, search him out. Her heart ached for him, at what he had to be going through. She stood by him, staying with him to make sure he was okay and that he wouldn’t be alone at that time. All the other shifters seemed to disagree with her reaction but she didn’t care. This was Rage. Sure she was almost heartless when she was an enforcer the rest of the time but he was different. There was nothing she wouldn’t do for him during this time, helping him out to the best of her abilities while he coped. Ainsley gave up her standing with the pack to take care of him, being one of the few that he would allow near. How did he repay her with this? By randomly up and leaving. This of course infuriated her to no end. After everything she did he just left without saying goodbye. If you wanted to see a severely pissed off shifter all you had to do was find her.

The Alpha then decided that Rage had to face judgment on his crimes against his wife, another shifter, asking that his enforcers find him and bring him back. Naturally the best were sent, and that included Ainsley. Being one of the better trackers and hunters she was a shoe in for finding the rogue wolf. As of this very moment she’s linked him to somewhere near the Los Angeles area. Where exactly she’s not sure but she’ll find out. She always does. And when she finds him, he’s going to have a lot to answer to.



RP Sample:
It seemed like just another normal night at the bar. How many nights started out just like these for Zoey Lawrence? Far too many to count. Living the life of a bartender she got to meet interesting people, hear heartbreaking stories, help people through their problems and make enough that helps her survive in life. Things were pretty boring alright. Every night she’d get ready and head to her little bar in the middle of nowhere and serve her regulars until she finally had to start kicking them out. Oddly enough she felt very at home in her bar, she knew the customers and knew most of their stories. Zoey felt comfortable there, in control and not unnerved. She got to use her expertise in drink making to help the random people that came in. Who wouldn’t like being paid for that?

So here she was getting the drinks for whatever customer that walked up, no matter what the drink was. Zoey smiled lightly at the guy sitting at the bar who ordered a banana daiquiri, her blue eyes finding his at just the right moment as she filled the other orders. There was something about him that was refreshing. She’d noticed him in there a few times, always nervous but in a cute sort of way. God, why weren’t their more guys like him around? You’d think with how she looked and acted she would go for the muscle heads or men in leather but she preferred the more carefree and “nerdy” type. They were the good guys, the ones that didn’t want to just use her then throw her to the curb. There were too many bad things that she’s had to deal with that made her realize she didn’t need a guy to be happy. They were just fun to look at and she had her eye on this cute fella with the daiquiri for quite some time.

It was busy but not too busy, the normal for this bar with a group of bikers that were in there almost every night. They were in there to normally shoot some pool, maybe some darts, and drink until they couldn’t see straight. Zoey was used to it all, the catcalls, the crude comments from the guys who came in and thought they could mess with her but the bikers, they were almost like friends. Never once did they treat her with disrespect, the rest of the patrons in the bar on the other hand…not so much. So why would tonight be any different? She knew it was going to turn bad when the bikers turned on her guy with the daiquiri. Zoey was busy helping the rest of her customers on the other ends of the bar but when she saw the nerdy guy downing the normal hard liquor shots that she got the biker gang she couldn’t help but make a face. Not even she could handle that crap and seemed this poor guy couldn’t either.

Quickly she grabbed a bottle of water as she put it down in front of her daiquiri guy, her bright blue eyes glaring at the bikers. ”Now Mike your liquor isn’t for everyone, hell I can hardly even drink it. So why don’t you leave him alone to his drink and you go back over there and shoot some pool,” Zoey leaned against the bar as she continued to glare at Mike and his friends. ”I’m sure Betty wouldn’t like me to have to call the cops on you again…you know how pissed she got when she had to bail you out of jail the last time…” Slowly she turned and winked at the guy, hoping he’d recovered from the battery acid in alcohol form. Seemed that did the trick as the gang backed up to their normal area and left the guy alone. ”Shit that’s going to hit you hard…are you okay?” she muttered quietly with a small smile as she tried to comfort him. With a toss of her hair to the side she reached over and touched his hand ever so lightly, ”They look mean but that one,” she pointed at Mike, ”BIG teddy bear…with leather…and tattoos…” Smirking she tried to look into the guy’s eyes, make sure he was still breathing. If there was one thing Zoey knew it was that liquor wasn’t everyone’s cup of tea, and this guy seemed like he was having a fit which proved he didn’t drink the hard stuff all too much. A frown of worry was etched to her face, a small furrow in her brow as she watched him like a hawk. Screw the rest of her customers.




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