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Cybil fancies herself a hero but might be much closer to a beast. When she is not panting like a dog, tongue lolling rudely, he is chewing on a bone to tatters. The strangled cry of a tattered squeaky toy, simultaneously begging for relief and death under her jaws is not an uncommon sound when she's around, either. Cybil always has to be chewing something - helps keep her attention from wandering and help shed off her excess energy. Cybil's love for the nearby woods does little to help her feral reputation, often accidentally scaring hikers and townspeople alike when they see her among the trees, mistaking his form for some kind of furry, drooling monster. Her love for chasing people around the woods and yelling definitely doesn't help either.

As vexing as her playfulness and lack of respect for social norms may be, Cybil is beloved around town. Cybil, despite her anarchistic ideals, is seen as a more trustworthy peace keeper than the local police. Cybil's surprisingly silver-toungued and careful with her words - he can talk down a gun aimed straight at her forehead. If words won't work, Cybil's strength coupled with the ability to think on her feet can solve a situation just as well. The hyena definitely isn't as addle brained or knuckle-headed as her brutish proclivities. However, Cybil's very rarely forgiving. Once you're in trouble with her or the town, no matter how small, she will never let it go.

Most of the time though, Woodvale's a sleepy town, most of the conflict coming from fights between drunks or small-time crime. Cybil is away most springs for lumberjack work, and the rest of the year her time is dedicated to building furniture and raising her daughter Holly. Cybil shares parental duties with her ex-wife, which isn't exactly very easy.