Dr. Ana, DVM, DAVECC (IronMoon A/U)
Dr Ana, DVM, DAVECC.
Those letters after my name mean I'm a vet, and I'm a damn fancy vet with a specialty in critical care. It also means that I've got a mountain of student loan debt and high overhead. My family is a bunch of religious bigots who believe animals (and the recently-discovered shifters) don't have souls, so we don't talk. I pissed off a few too many people at the big clinics (read: $$$$$) so now I'm eating ramen to pay my student loans and buy "pink stuff" so my poverty-stricken customers won't take Fluffy home to die slow.
I've got to make ends meet somehow, so I take a little work on the side. I only take cash, and I don't ask pesky questions.
All my customers are humans. Not always normal, and rarely nice, but human. Until a shifter shows up at my door with an offer that's hard to refuse. The work he needs done is easy, the dudes are hot and ripped, the booze is free, and he pays cash.
I should have said no, which is exactly why I said yes.
** An Oracle A/U story, featuring the fabulously foul-mouth, shameless Doctor Ana in her very own story. And of course, lots of hot, buff werewolves covered in ink. **