I'm not entirely sure where I got this idea. Really more of a combination of ideas. Well, as I haven't really yet mentioned, I am an absolute hyena nut. Love 'em love 'em love 'em. I have friends who are afraid of them, and too bad for them. Okay, so plug that in with this: we've all heard the stories about a child that was raised by wolves, right? Or at least heard of them, and all that, and even though it is extremely improbable in the real world, to hell with the real world. This is MY world. So, this is... actually, I haven't named her yet. Can't think of anything proper to name her. This is my hyena lass, raised by hyenas, and a little savage of a young woman. I plan on roleplaying with her eventually, if not writing a story with her, but for the moment, she's a nameless one with no story to back her. Deal with it. Mechanical pencil on copy paper, and span of an evening that would have otherwise been spent in boredom.