eaenidu Wrote:Name: Blair Wytch
Appearance: https://files.yande.re/sample/ed3e7971a6ed671a302914e716a49ff7/yande.re%20396490%20sample%20anthropomorphization%20culter%20dress%20witch.jpg
Gender: Female
Bio: A Girl from our world who often enjoyed reading about fantasy world and stories, but the latest one had her raging online. Honestly it pissed her off constantly "Blair" was Albino and thus many thought her a monster in the setting. She got that. And the Childhood friend didn't so she understood that Blair liked being around him. But the fucker constantly cheated on her! And One time he even did it while she was injured from saving him! So she constantly bad mouthed the so called "Hero". When a BM came thinking if she could make a more interesting Blair she replied "Of Course" then she woke up on the day that Blair walked in on the "Hero" having sex with her Main Bully. As Blair.
So once she accepted she was Blair and caught them in the act, she flat out told the "Hero" once and for all "I'm leaving you, you cheating heartless bastard." instead of "Forgiving" him like the original did. She gathered her things and left. Refusing to listen to anything the hero had to say. She left into the forest and to her surprise found an abandoned house. One filled with books, detailing herbs and magic...and so she decided to study and learn, magic was far more interesting than some cheating boy, hell her last name from her world was "Wytch" and everyone called Blair, "Blair The Witch" so might as well learn how to do it!
Then she found a girl Passed out in the woods when it was almost dark and after some work, took her home and got to work with some minor potions she made to help the girl and slept in the chair next to her bed that night, leaving the girl in her bed to recover.
The prognosis hadn't been good when ya got the girl back to your hut. Especially in part because her being a wolf girl meant that you couldn't use a few of the remedies you had readily available, and so had to do some work arounds here and there. She'd also been just a bit distracting, because for one reason or another as you stripped her to look for wounds, you found her possessing a canine pillar of fuckmeat that was twitching and throbbing hard, and with how close you had been, it had smelled rather nice.
Thankfully, you'd been able to focus on the task at hand, and now as morning slowly crept in, you kept a watch on her as she rested, most of her wounds having recovered. She was still sporting that hard on though and its scent carried just a bit through the hut, so it was a bit distracting. But you felt good that you'd helped someone out, even if she was a beastkin or monster folk as some liked to call them.