Name: Keaira Fairfoot

Date & place of birth: April 1774, in an ancestral Scottish moor. She has since claimed her birthday 22nd , mostly for the purpose of presents and to tack onto licences and passports.

Height/weight/physical description: 5'5 / Slim / Despite being 236 she appears much younger - due to the slow ageing of her species - some where in her mid-twenties. Keaira manages to look like a cat while being wholly human, maintaining a air of grace and serenity. While she had no obvious muscle tone she had been know to move house without the aid of 'big strong men'. Her hair is black and straight, cut in a Ellen Degeneres sort of style. Her eyes are bright green, but can still – rather easily – be passed off as human, she does have a problem during the day when the bright lights turn her eyes into slits, solved with sunglasses.

Citizenship/ethnic origin: Scottish, but has avoided the dreary land of the Scots since 1850's. Conveniently she has acquired a range of both legal and illegal passports all over the world.

Race: Were-cat, family trait.

Parents' names & occupations: Lea Fairfoot (Were-cat) – Currently resides in some small Scottish country town with her husband
Brone Fairfoot (Were-cat) – Owner of a Dairy Shop

Other family members (living or deceased): Eight brothers, five sisters, countless nephews and nieces. One of her brothers died a few years back but 1 in 13 isn't a bad statistic. Despite the large size they are remarkably close, Keaira is especially close with her litter mates Nome and Felix. Christmas shopping is a pain with itunes vouchers going out to anyone under the age of 100 (mostly nephews and nieces). Her parents and siblings are not totally keyed in on the dangers of her job and passed injuries but alas, Nome is a sniper for the SAS so nothing really compares.

Spouse or lover : Nothing facebook official

Friends: Acquaintances and drinking buddies. Than, a young vampire she took under her wing in the late 60's, has occasionally admitted to being her confidant and will show up for birthdays and holidays. Keaira has often joked that anyone offering a hot meal is an automatic friend.

Education: Unfinished degreases from some of the finest universities going. Her reasons for not finishing are due to her short attention span rather than her not being capable.

Occupation/employer: She works in the Mythical Crimes Unit alongside the non-mythical departments in providing coverups, as well as occasionally helping in investigations. She denies having a complete digital archive of case-files dating back over 2000 years however she has been known to provide relevant print-outs of cases.

Community status: Her house does smell a little fishy and she does recycle countless tins of tuna each week but otherwise she is well regarded by her neighbours and has on an odd occasion volunteered for neighbourhood watch.

Job-related skills: Proficient with computers and well connected within the Were community.

Political beliefs/affiliations: None, she's never paid taxes either.

Personal qualities (imagination, taste, etc.): Keaira is the type of person who has no problem sleeping the day away, curled in a tight ball with a warm patch of sun filtering through the window. Despite this, she can be remarkably energetic. She tends to be closer with guys rather than girls, her brothers proving her best friends when she was younger.

Ambitions: Live a good life, finish her archive of supernatural crimes

Fears/anxieties/hang-ups: Not a huge fan of water or dogs. While she can swim she tends to avoid rainy days, pools and large bodies of water. More than once she has run from dogs, both supernatural and regular.

Intelligence: While out of her family she is rather average it translates into above average intelligence amongst a large crowd.

Sense of humour: Quirky however does tend to say the wrong things at times.

Most painful setback/disappointment: She claims to have lost 3 or her 9 lives, two of which lost in the past 20 years attributed to her job with the MCU. Her first life was lost during a rather ill fated drinking game with her brothers after the death of Ray, one of their brothers in a younger litter. It resulted in a car being driven into the ocean, luckily none of them were seriously hurt. Her second life was lost only three days into her new job with the MCU (leading to her preferring desk work to beat work), she and her training officer had been tasked with the unglorified task of tracking down a werewolf. This leading the rookie and the outlandish vampire training officer to stand cornered and outnumbered in an alley with one of the more dangerous werewolf street packs. Tucker, Keaira's TO, told her to run, get help and don't look back. She escaped and got help but upon returning to help Tucker she earned herself a nice set of bite marks and a mostly eaten vampire. Her third life was lost due to stupidity, which she claims full responsibility for. Directly after the incident with Tucker she took to learning a range of hand-to-hand techniques. These new-found fighting skills proved dangerous when she found herself facing off with a half-vampire. Instead of running, she stood and fought. Getting her ass handed to her in the process, she only survived due to her handy-dandy vampire-on-call Than.

Most instructive/meaningful experience: Her training with Tucker, Than teaching her how to hack into computers and her family for teaching her the numerous life lessons and morals that she still holds to.

Health/physical condition/distinguishing marks/disabilities: For a start she's a were-cat, inherited not accursed, meaning while she still ages she ages slowly. She heals faster than most yet she scars like a bitch. Her left shoulder was turned into a chew toy by a werewolves, she retained full motion but still whinges about it on cold days. She has a proud collection of bite marks and wounds from a range of infectious creatures but due to her genetics has yet to be effected by anything, still vampire bites still sting like all hell and she had a rather annoying allergic reaction to seelie wounds.

Sexual orientation/experience/values: Straight and has used her flexibility to her advantage on more than a few occasions.

Clothing: Casual, rarely skin tight, does have a MCU uniform which she will wear on occasion. An affinity for dark clothing. Hates finding herself in a dress but does pull it off rather nicely.

Equipment: Her phone, she's more than willing to wait for the cavalry. She's proud of her phone saying 'I can access that from my phone, if you want' as often as fits into conversation. When it comes to the fight or flight response, Keaira is more of a turn and run kind of person. She has a gun, silver bullets as standard as well as the full arsenal of vampire killing equipment.

Attitude toward life: Wing it 'till you get it right

Attitude toward death: She's afraid of it, she really enjoys her life and really, really doesn't want to give it up.

Philosophy of life (in a phrase): “Curiosity didn't kill the cat, overconfidence did.”