Description 

Hayley is a very short, brunette, woman. Her love of the outdoors has caused her hair to show some lighter brown streaks as a result of sun exposure. Her predominant colour of clothing is red, which she jokes is in order to hide the blood of her victims. She has dark hazel coloured eyes, and very pale skin. Her hail is quite long, and she prefers putting it into a half-up-half-down style. The pony-tail part is secured with a band of red flowers. There is no sentimental meaning behind these. She purchased them when she first stepped off the boat into Blackwater. But she loves them with all her heart, and will try to wear them as much as she can.
She has a 4cm scar on her forehead. She is self-conscious of this, so keeps it covered with a small chunk of her fringe. Additionally, the left-hand side of her body is covered in scars from wolves, which were the bane of her existence before practising shooting. Consequently, she continues to experience some pain if knocked or touched on her left side. Her back is covered in a large burn scar, and the scarring from multiple gunshots and what appears to be permenant trauma from railway tracks.
She is often seen with a smile - even if sometimes it is forced. A simple, warm "howdy" and she is on her way...her fear and anxieties around people stem from her upbringing, and can sometimes come across as rude to those who are unfamiliar with her.
She carries a sidearm, but prides herself on her non-violent way of living. She cannot stand the thought of shooting someone. However, this has landed her in some trouble, when she doesn't want to point guns. Being an avid hunter, she can be seen with a knife and a lasso attached to her gunbelt, as well as a Schofield Revolver.

Early Life 

She speaks very, very, rarely about her childhood and life before moving to New Alexandria. But has opened up about it to a select few. She told them of how she was born in the South-west England countryside, to her father David, and mother Penny. She grew up as an only child, but sometimes wishes she had a sibling whom she would be able to ahve a childhood with. Her parents owned a small farm with a work horse named Gardner, some ducks, chickens, and a goat. Their primary source of income was harvesting home-grown vegetables. Upon turning 10 years old, Hayley took ahold of the farming responsabilities, subsequently spending a lot of time with their horse, Gardner. Over time, she found a lot of comfort in his presence. He was there to provide a non-judgemental ear when her mother would be too busy caring for her father.

On a cold, wet day in February, shortly before her 14th birthday, David passed away. Her mother was showing clear signs of struggling with keeping up with everything, and grief turned her cold-hearted; thinking of Hayley's existence as an inconvenience - more money to spend to feed her. Hayley accepted that her mother would never be the same when she turned 15 years old. She upheld her responsabilities and chores, and when she wasn't working, she would often spend time with Gardner in his paddock. They would sit together atop a hill on the property; she would draw, write, read, or birdwatch. They lived close to the coast, so she when she could she would walk down to draw the waves, and listen to the birds. Everyone she speaks to disagrees, but she finds great enjoyment in hearing seagulls. Between the farm and the beach, there was a small patch of brush. Goldfinches are her favourite bird, and she enjoyed watching them playfully hop from branch to branch amongst that brush. She considers the time spent alone or with Gardner, and how her mother wronged her, to be the reason why she prefers horses over people.

On her 16th birthday, she was given her late father's journal. It included a plethora of photographs and annotations, which lead to her realisation that he was Canadian. She likes to ocassionally mention this to people who enquire about her past, and uses it to cover up the rest of her childhood. Focussing on the one thing she is openly comfortable talking about. Due to old age, and consequently an inability to work, Gardner was humanely put to sleep when Hayley was 17 years old. Finding no more reason or justification to stay, she saught to learn more about her late father's Canadian heritage. She travelled to Ontario, and stopped in New Alexandria on the way over. She met a ginger-haired, free-spirited lady named Viola (Vee) who became a beloved pen-friend through letters once she left again for Canada. Over a 4 year period of travelling, Hayley was convinced by Vee to move to the states.

Present Life 

Her permenant move to New Alexandria was an anxious one. Vee was her only friend in a large community filled with criminals. Coming from a relatively quiet life, and moving to a place where she would have to keep a weapon on her 24/7, was one she feared. She found comfort in Vee, and the presence of her friends - Joy, Carmine, Harley, Aaron, and Tobi. While finding a path during this new chapter, she came across a young Arabian stallion. With the suggestion of Vee, she named the horse Spitfire due to his colour and speed. One day, there was some commotion outside of the Valentine saloon, and it was discovered a man had stolen Spitfire. He was found at the entrance of Lakay, covered in some superficial cuts. That man was also the first person she shot. Hayley made it her mission to get him back to full health. She taught herself equine veterinary science and care by reading for hours and hours on how to best help her horse. She began treating other people'es horses when required, although not openly advertising, and relying on word of mouth. During a time when Macfarlane's Ranch was the hub for a war between the People of the Trees and the Comanche, there was a shootout and multiple horses were shot in the process. She was working on one of them totally alone, but suceeded in removing the bullet and the horse eventually made a full recovery. From then until August 1901, she veered away from providing veterinary services due to how traumatised she was from the chaos and events that she witnessed. She stopped teaching herself, and focussed her attention on horse training.

Her first forary into this was through a young stallion she adopted from Armadillo. He had been neglected, was unfit, and unhandled. He was extremely afraid of people, but Hayley took 3 months to rehabilitate him to a point where he was safe enough to slowly begin riding him. Fletcher showed a lot of enthusiasm and interest in riding him - which she admired - therefore she allowed him to be the first to hop on. Marshall tested her abilities as a new trainer, and there were multiple times when she considered passing him onto someone with more experience. But her attachment to him spurred a determination to finish what she started, and to keep her promise to him to put him first above all else, and to try her hardest. Coming out of it with a horse who had turned over a new leaf (and Hayley still being alive), motivated her to expand her knowledge and experience by working as a professional trainer. She finally listened to the encouragement giving to her by friends, and applied for a position at the McCoy's Veterinary Clinic & Adoption Center.

She got the job, and initially was very nervous of the new position. She hadn't been responsible for other people's horses in months, so was afraid that she might do the wrong thing or worse. She still has a constant fear that something is going to happen while she is out training one of the client's horses, but doesn't let it stop her from putting the job and the horse first. She purchased a young Kladruber named Magnus, and trained him up as a deputy horse. It was her first time doing this, and she decided to purchase the horse herself as a first step into that specific line of work, since it would be better to mess up with her own horse rather than an unknown client who was expecting the best of the best.

She has tried her best to remain on the right side of the Law, but it has been tested a few times. In January of 1901, she was kidnapped by The Cossacks. They took her from Valentine before placing her at the top of a cliff above a railway track. They informed her that it was to "get their point across to the deputies". She was shot down the cliff onto the tracks, and dragged behind a horse up to Valentine, before being dumped at the porch of the Sheriff's door. She suffered multiple broken ribs, gunshots, and scarring from the railway tracks. She lost a lot of faith in the Sheriff's Office from then, blaming them for her physical and emotional trauma she had to endure as a result. Carmine, Denver, and her were on a hike one evening when they were attacked by the Rainbow Gang. They made Hayley decide who of her friends should be shot. She refused to make the decision, so they shot Carmine's foot, whacked Denver in the abdomen with a shotgun, and smacked her over the head 3 times with a pistol. Some brain trauma occured as a result, and she blames the the Senior Deputy who attempted to help her, but gave her advice that caused her to experience some memory loss. She lost all faith in the Sheriff's Office, taking matters into her own hands, when Carmine was shot by the Jackdaws, and in her eyes it seemed that the deputies didn't think to offer any sort of punishment to those who shot him. She hates speaking about this time in her life, and gets frustrated and upset when people mention it. As some sort of retaliation for what they did to Carmine, she kidnapped and shot Dot Reigns, a member of the Jackdaws. She kept it to herself for about a week, until she told her friends, and turned herself in. She realised the mistakes she made could land her in a lot more of a severe situation than Sisika, therefore proceeded to write an apology to Dot's husband, Bear, who was the leader of the Jackdaws at the time. It managed to get her out of any danger from them.