Bailey was born into a loving, but broken, family. Raised by her maternal Grandparents with her three older half-brothers while their mother sat in prison, she grew up without much in the way of mother figure. Her grandmother tried, but she was so much older, and Bailey looked up to her brothers so much, that she was a lost cause for most femininity. From the age of 6, she was running around the farm on the Olympic Peninsula, feeding the chickens and the other animals and bringing in the eggs. When that was done, she followed her brothers around, getting into as much trouble as they did, sometimes more.

Unfortunately for her, everyone seemed to know that she didn't know who her father was, and everyone knew that her mother was in prison, so the "little orphan Annie" jokes started. Her brothers, after the first time she came home with a busted lip and a broken finger, took it upon themselves to teach their little sister how to fight, since she was going to do that anyways. She wasn’t the fastest learner, but what she learned stuck with her. She didn’t reliably win the fights she got into, but after about a year, she stopped getting into as many of them, as the bullies decided she wasn’t easy prey.

As she grew older, she was a hellion, but one with a kind heart. After dealing with bullies all of her childhood, when she found a kid who was an outcast, she tended to take them under her wing and protect them. The same went for any animals that she found injured on or around the farm. The smallest sparrow would get the same care, or a swift death if it was too far gone to be saved. She didn’t like to see innocent creatures suffer.

After high school, Bailey's grades were just good enough to get into Veterinary school, and she leapt at the chance. For two years, she was away in Seattle, getting her degree. When she came home, she teamed up with a local animal rescue, and started doing their vet work, so long as it didn’t require surgery. That was life for a while, as she rode with her brother’s MC when they let her, never patching in, but always there, an honorary member of the family in a way.

After nearly a decade, her brothers caught wind of something that none of them liked. A dog fighting ring had come to their area, and was staging fights. They teamed up with their little sister, found where the dogs were being held, and rescued most of them. All that could be rehabbed, Bailey planned to work with, heal up, and get to the point where they could be adopted, even if just as junk yard protector dogs.

Unfortunately, the ones who were running the ring quickly found out where their property was being held. Within the week, the shelter was burning, all the animals inside, caught in the blaze, and the front gate of the family farm was shot up. Bailey’s brothers were all pissed, but knew that she was in over her head. So they convinced her to get out of town, move somewhere else, somewhere she might be safe.

Since coming to San Andreas, she's had one failed marriage, was the VP of an MC for more than a year, and has reunited with the love of her life, her now husband. She left the MC life behind, returned to her roots as a healer, and is now an EMT for SAFR, where she plans to build a career taking care of the city of Los Santos.

Pets

• Tank - Rottweiler
• Oscar - DSH Grey Tabby
• Paula and Freddie - African Grey Parrots
• Cheesecake - Raccoon (Domestic)
• Macaroni Noodle - Ferret

Hobbies

• Hunting
• Fishing
• Off-roading
• Photography
• Reading
• General Gremlinry

Favorite Colours

• Forest Green
• Ocean Blue
• Brindle Brown

Favorite Flower

• Rhododendron