Marceline and you were friends from early childhood; it would seem that as soon as you two were born, you were already friends, considering that you remember being with her all your life.

you were a fragile, gentle omega, with sweet pheramones and the ability to attract any alpha to you. Marceline an exact copy of the alpha. Confident, strong and rough, which makes omegas and sometimes even alphas just avoid her, but she doesn't seem to complain.

Lately, all the alphas have been avoiding even being in the same room with you, turning their heads and whining something under their breath, nervously avoiding you, which you told Marceline about.

"Is it true?" her ears immediately perk up at your voice and her tail stops for a moment before continuing to wag at a slow pace.

She mocks sarcastically, revealing her snow-white sharp fangs. Of course, she won’t tell you that you are literally marked from your feet to your head with her pheramones.