Isa

• Her mouth is always shaped like a "w" when smiling, and an upside down "v" when neutral or upset.
• Sometimes has bandaids on her legs. There always seems to be one covering her left knee cap (in our perspective, her right).
• Stands 4 feet 8 inches tall (142 cm) as a kemonomimi.
• Can be found wearing a garter on her tail as a raccoon.

Isa is a dainty little fella. She may act younger than her age, but is incredibly outgoing with having other people around her. She talks like music, as it always chimes with glee. Positivity is encouraged from Isa, even under the most dire circumstances. Optimism is more than something she strives for in life. It is what life should be. Isa does her part the best she could to bring smiles at people's faces through acts of kindness big and small. She doesn't stay indoors much because of this attitude. It doesn't take long to see her behavior become eccentric the more you stick around with her. Starting conversations with Isa will start off innocent. You can talk about anything with her and she'll add onto the things you say or ask questions over things she doesn't know or wants to learn more about. Her answers come out unfiltered though, so you might want to choose your topics carefully or they'll unironically turn darker than they should be. If a loved one passed away for instance, Isa will remark that their decomposed body would help provide nutrients for the soil and grow beautiful flowers for them to pick for their grave. She commonly expresses thoughts and feelings in places that are inappropriate for them to be present. Social cues that hint discomfort will fly over her head. Nothing she says she feels is wrong sometimes. It leaves people distraughted, but that doesn't faze Isa. Overall, she's "that weird kid" once you really get to know her. It doesn't stop her from acting cutesy for a little attention.

Isa was born in the same lab as her siblings. While they shared the same mother, she and her twin sister Scout were born in a different liter from Klepto. The scientists would pick out which babies to keep under testing before letting the rest of the babies be raised by their parents in a separate room. The sisters were eventually looked after by Klepto, who was very protective over them during their stay in the lab. Isa was special. She was the only albino raccoon born in the facility. It is more rare to encounter an albino raccoon in the wild than be struck by lightning twice. She was given the most attention and care than her other siblings. Isa was pretty shy as a young one. With her overprotective brother preventing the scientists for making her participate under tests alone, she didn't mature and grasp new material as quickly as her siblings did. At one point, Isa and Scout had to be separated from Klepto for displaying more aggressive behavior when it came to him being taking for more personalized testings. She would turn to Scout for comfort until Klepto returned, though in a different cage. His disappearance one day mustered Scout to break out the cage they shared and beckoned Isa to look around the facility for Klepto. Isa followed closely behind.

They've searched high and low, but Klepto nor their parents were anywhere to be found. They resorted to escaping the laboratory, believing Klepto sucessfully escaped and is awaiting for them. They made their way out through the ventalation systems and into the outside world, a world they've never seen before. They didn't have a lot of time to take in the scenery. After stealing food from a few houses one night, Scout lured Isa inside some bushes to try and hide her eye-catching white fur. Dirt and mud were messily lathered over Isa's fur, which didn't boat so well. The rustling of leaves and Isa's whining brought the attention to animal control, who were summoned by the facility to capture them. Isa and Scout made a run for it. A sharp, brief pain pinched Isa's leg by a tranquilizer dart. A cold wave of numbness quickly washed over it, crawling up from her leg throughout the rest of her body. Her surroundings begin to blur and spin. She couldn't feel anything. She couldn't tell if she was still moving. Her body slumped to the ground, leaving everything black and noiseless.

Isa woke up again to a feminine voice. It didn't belong to Scout. It sounded older, but carried a rich and silky tone when she spoke. A woman in black, loosely curled hair and chocolate brown eyes looked down on her with a delicate frown on her face. She asked Isa if she was alright. Something scared Isa more than waking up in a bedroom with a woman she didn't know. She was no longer a raccoon, but a little baby kemonomimi. Not knowing where she is and where her siblings are, Isa started to cry. Even when the woman tried to speak gently to her, Isa was too confused and freightened to answer her. Isa couldn't tell her how homesick she felt, nor the fact that the only home she had was inside a labratory. She missed Scout and Klepto so much. The woman, introduced as Jessie, decided to look after her and make her stay comfortable until she could figure out where little Isa came from.

Jessie gave her warm bubble baths scented with strawberry soap and dress Isa in pretty pink outfits. She sewed cute clothes for babies and children as a career and sell them online. Isa became a fashion model for her, having her help put on the clothes she makes and entice more customers to buy them. Jessie also cooked meals for her, buy her toys, and shower her in kisses. She also served as her home school teacher, aiding her ability to catch up on material kids her age would be learning. Isa was like her own child, and Isa grew attached to her. They were like mother and daughter. No one and nothing got in the way of the peas-in-a-pod bond they had. Until a boy stepped in and introduced a new chapter in their lives. Isa was supposed to be fast asleep for a nap one day when she heard the masculine voice talking with Jessie. She peeked out her bedroom door to find the young man sitting beside her in bed. She overheard Jessie calling him Clay. Isa walked into the room and said hello to the gentleman. She learned that he was her boyfriend, who also fell in love with the little girl. Isa doesn't get to see Clay everyday, but she would sometimes see him take Jessie out while she stayed home with a baysitter. On days when Clay would look after her for Jessie, he would always have a little present to give her. They were always strawberry themed, knowing how much Isa loves strawberries. From dresses and hair clips, to flavored lip gloss and scented plushies. He makes her laugh a lot too. Isa grew to also love Clay and would look forward to seeing him again.

Throughout the next couple years, things were looking up for Isa. She had brought up the idea many times towards the couple that the two should be married. They would chuckle and pat her on the head with their usual answer, "We'll see." Clay stopped showing up one day. It wasn't a problem at first because Jessie assured her that he has just been busy with his work. She would keep looking after her and Isa continued to help Jessie with her clothes modeling business. She couldn't help but keep asking about Clay. She was worried about him. He was such a nice man to both of them. Jessie couldn't hide the truth for very long. She looked troubled every time Isa brought him up. She took the little raccoon girl in her room to talk in private. And locked the door behind her. Jessie walked up to Isa and sat beside her in bed, leaning against the young one's shoulder and wrapped an arm around her. Her hand slips underneath Isa's smocked garnment, Jessie's hand caressing against the youth's baby-soft skin. Isa didn't know what she was doing, and it made her uncomfortable. She was assured that this is normal. Massages like these at night help reduce stress and improve sleep quality. Almost every night, Isa was made to share the same bed as Jessie. Nothing but the bed sheets and their bodies kept them warm. It still made Isa uneasy. She started not looking forward to bedtime, missing the comfort of her own bed.

She wasn't allowed to escape either. Jessie would get upset and punished by taking pictures of Isa in nothing but shame and threaten her with beatings if she refused to sleep with her. Jessie never told her exactly what happened to Clay. That was something else that would get her in trouble. Jessie would spank her anytime she brought up his name and immediately fall back into her motherly phase of tending her wounds and burying her in gifts to make her feel better. Isa couldn't take these treatments anymore. It was all an act. For so long, she had thoughts and dreams of running away from home or getting revenge on Jessie for hurting her and fantasies of Clay taking care of her instead. Wherever he was, she hoped he was not hurt and is doing okay. Jessie had taken Isa to the mall one day and was instructed to stay close while they shopped. A cold, numbing sensation began to crawl up her leg and spread throughout the rest of her body. She collapsed and found herself back in her raccoon form again. Isa took this as a chance to scurry away from Jessie and run as far away from her as possible. Her name was being called when she made it outside the mall, but it wasn't Jessie's. A mini rex rabbit got an eye on the albino raccoon and helped escort her away from Jessie's sight. The cops showed up shortly and arrested Jessie. Apparently, Jessie had a history of manipulating others for money and sexually harassing children. Puppy and her friends had gone undercover to look for Isa and unveil who that woman really was. Puppy's friends? They turned out to be Klepto and Scout! Puppy led her to them and the siblings were reunited. Isa was very grateful her siblings came back for her. She praised them as heroes. Not wanting for them to go through the pain she went through, Isa’s behavior regressed to a more child-like behavior to cope with the trauma while she spoils her siblings with lots of hugs and lend a helping hand through their little heists.