Sybil Ambrose

occupation: Owner of Emerald Auto Repair; mechanic

story: Growing up on an island wasn’t as enchanting as everyone thought it was. There were only a handful of people, typically, in your generation born to be those you rubbed elbows with and went through the rise and fall of life’s trials and tribulations. And outside your generation group were other small clans of generational groups that went through the same shit your own did. There was almost never any outsiders that were worth a damn, or stayed long. There were tourists from time to time, and even then they seemed weird and foreign. Which was funny in itself, considering what almost none of the tourists ever knew? So many of the natives of Nowhere Island were paranormal. The type of creatures that went bump in the night in their fictional novels, or horror movies. And that little secret really only had those generational groups broken down just a little further into other groups. The wolves, the cats, the witches…

Outside of that little first world ‘I’m bored’ problem she was a happy kid! Raised by loving parents, that is until her parents went to the mainland for their anniversary to celebrate off island and the hotel they were in had a faulty detector and they died of CO2 from the in room heating / air conditioner. Goes to show you, even the most mundane thing can kill a supernatural. Admitting their fault the fourteen year old girl was awarded one lump sum of money that was to be put into a trust fund for when she turned twenty five, and a smaller stipend to help support her. That in itself made life easier for Edward Lancaster, an old Lion shifter that had been best friends with her parents, when he had decided to take her in and be her guardian – something that her parents will had specified was to happen.

Edward ran the local mechanic shop, The Emerald, and seeing as he’d never had a little girl before was only able to teach her what he knew best. Cars. Motors. Grease and oil. Sybil had reveled in it. Motors didn’t look at her with sympathy, cars didn’t try to be overly nice to make up for the fact they didn’t know how to act around the little orphan girl. People she had known her whole life had no idea how to act around her and it had caused her to grit her teeth. Cars didn’t make her feel that way. So she spent most of her free time learning the intricate ways of tools and how to fix what was broken.

Edward had refused to allow Sybil to work officially for the shop. And it wasn’t because he was cheap, or that he didn’t like her around. Instead it had been because he had seen that the moment she went into high school those children on the island that made up the local feline shifter community seemed to gravitate towards her. She simply was a natural, albiet reluctant alpha. He wanted to try and force her to spend time with those he could already see she was going to lead. When she turned eighteen, however, he finally relented and allowed her to join his shop as an official employee. And when she did that, most of her little feline crew followed suit.

When she turned twenty five, Edward approached her with the news of the trust she had no idea about. It was with this he offered her a deal, he was old and he wanted to retire so he wanted her to buy him out for whatever the place was appraised for, no matter how low, and take over so he could go to the mainland and life a little. He wanted her take it over, knowing that she would take care of it, and love the business as much as he had. Sybil agreed, and took most of that money to give Edward what he deserved, so she knew he would live comfortably – it was the least she could do for all the years he had stepped in and gave her what any natural parent would have.

Another good chunk of that money had been spent in an extravagant manner, but for a good reason. Sybil had bought a good portion of wooded land, on the other side of the island far away from the wolves. A place where the local felines could prowl around without fear. On this beautiful land she built a fine and large cabin. A cabin with enough rooms for those feline shifters who wished to join her there in the woods and have an official place for the pard.

face claim: Ashley Greene

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