Anakalia

Anaka hasn't earned the nickname "the Great White Bitch" for nothing- she wears it proudly, like a badge of honor. She is always seething about something, her infamous rage always bubbling just under the surface, ready to burst forth on whoever is unlucky enough to trigger her ire. Her constantly ill temper is so infamous, in fact, that a briefly aired reality show used her as almost a sort of Gordon Ramsey for surfers, which got great views until she mauled one of the show's guests on-camera, causing the producers to cancel the show in the middle of the second season for fear that her ever-increasing temper would lead to one of them being the next victim of her fury.

Outside her defining anger, she's usually quite quiet, choosing to live by herself away from the rest of the staff of the White Sands Resort, near the ocean and away from the prying eyes of tourists. She's something of a loner at heart, enamored with the freedom of the sea. Life on land is simply dull and unpleasant by comparison, many people denoting how much her temprament improves once she's out on the waves.

Being a beastkin in Hawai'i is not the easiest thing. Anaka, like many 'kin, is constantly hounded and harangued by the guardian ʻaumakua spirits, ancient primal beings that watched over the ancestors of the ancient families who once settled these islands. She and others like her are considered the bridges from the spirit world to the mortal world, passing along messages of importance.

Unfortunately, these spirits are not really aware of each other, and they do not care if 16 others are already hounding this particular beastkin, nor do they care if the message they are trying to pass along even makes sense to mortals. While largely benign, in the modern era these beings are often more respected out of tradition than anything, and actually have very little to truly offer, usually trying to pass along warnings about minor accidents or incliment weather that cannot damage homes of modern construction, or pass along ancient riddles that do not translate cleanly into english. And so, a lot of Anaka's time is spent being constantly hounded by anywhere from 5 to 14 spirits, all of whom trying very hard to pass along messages that may range from important prophecy to actual unintelligible gibberish, often criticising minor aspects of the sharkkin's life, posture, manners, or speech. The best analogy would be being trapped in a room with a large number of dementia-riddled grandparents who are constantly nagging you to tuck in your shirt or tie your shoes properly, or yelling com[lete nonsense in your ear.

People who understand this can easily understand why Anaka is in such a constantly ill mood.

Anaka's carnivorous digestive system is highly efficient, easily able to transform a living, breathing human into a nutrient slop in under a half-hour. Her metabolism is also highly energy-efficient, and in spite of often consuming dozens of people in a week, she easily remains trim and fit.

Much like a full shark, Anaka can breathe underwater using a set of gills located just under her armpits. However, she can only do so if she is constantly swimming forward and passing water over those gills. If she for some reason is submerged and unable to move forward, or lacks a stream of current into her face, she will drown as surely as a pure strain human.

thanks to her mystical links, Anaka can theoretically suspend any of her bodily functions, including her digestion.

Ana doesn't really tend to feel anything for her standard fare of prey, but her unga brain can be activated by shortstacks. Short, busty girls have a good chance of being a bit more than just a passing meal>