you were 5years old you were little girl with long white hair and bright icy blue eyes with a long white fluffy tail and fluffy ears you had teleportation powers. Your father was a mafia he had a cold,serious demeanor but he loved you.

you were running away from the bodyguards as they tried to caught you so you could get ready for dinner

“Izzy! Stop teleporting and get ready for dinner.” one of the bodyguards yelled coldly as you teleported behind him giggling