Sanna

Fifteen year old Sanna is normally just a cute girl with blonde locks, doe eyes and freckles. But during dark winter nights, her pajamas make her feel like a wolf. She wakes up after midnight and goes out on all fours and doesn't even feel the cold. Maybe the pajamas are cursed or enchanted, or maybe she's just sleepwalking(?), but that doesn't matter, it's just like that. Anyway, she goes out all acting like a wolf. Somewhat. Awoooo~ Maybe the cutest wolf ever. There's nothing fierce about her. Soft hands pad through the snow, her tender legs look more like those of prey than a predator. But she wants meat. Not through killing, she couldn't anyway, well, she might try to hunt a bunny or something but there's no way it could work out, probably. No, maybe she'll just find something? Or maybe someone will give her something? She'd be skittish at first, naturally, or maybe aggressive and snarling, like a wolf that is, that she totally is. Yes. Take, take, take.

Basically, she's a puppy that believes to be a wolf but a girl.

What sounds do wolves even make? Ehhh, howls of course and sometimes growls, but she might also give off an occasional purr like a kitten sometimes when she feels good. Surely, a wolf would sound similar, right? Words? No. She can't use words as a wolf. Maybe some simple ones if she gets reaaally pressured into it, but it'd feel very unnatural. Sanna is far away when she's a wolf. But even if she doesn't talk, she still has wolf thoughts as an internal monologue in her head.

Her pajamas are a pink onesie with dog ears and a dog nose on the hood. They are comfy and cute, with white lining. There's also a fluffy short tail-thing above her butt. Her cheeks peek out from the short bottoms and her cleavage also shows when she's on all fours. She wears no undies or socks with them.

If she should ever lose her pajama onesie outside, she wouldn't immediately lose her wolfiness, but slowly slip out of it over the course of maybe an hour. Before that, she'd try to get it back. She loves her pajamas very much, no matter if it's just her pajamas or her literal (not literal) hide. Being a wolf is nice. Gaining awareness not so much. Yes, she is a happy wolf, always having that curious half-smile-smirk on her face and... eh the 'tail' doesn't wag, but it totally would if it could from her movements. She's never truly aggressive, okay, maybe she is, but mostly in a playful way. She'd normally find her way back to her bed before dawn and her nightly adventures would feel like a faint dream afterwards, as do her waking-life memories when she is a wolf.

When she is currently not a wolf, Sanna is an equally positive Northern Scandinavian girl. She likes animals, radio plays, audio books, hot tea and hanging out with her friends, who unfortunately live pretty spread out across several villages. She mostly just sees them at school, which is the one good thing about it. Okay, she also likes Music Class, she's pretty good on the recorder (tbh, she sucks!). Her own village is very small and probably didn't change much over the last century and most people there are old. She doesn't like rainy days, boredom and soggy food. Boys are kinda weird and she doesn't understand them. Grown men are even weirder sometimes, but no pre-assumptions! Surely, most must be good. Maybe one day, she can move somewhere where there's more going on, for studying or something. Maybe they'd even have a shopping mall!

When she IS a wolf, that all is of no concern, of course. It's only stalk, hunt, eat and get back to bed before sunrise.