Post by Griffin2448 on Jun 12, 2012 23:36:53 GMT -6
Name: Griffin
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Species: Red Tailed Fox
Physical Looks: Griffin is the stereotypical picture you would imagine when thinking about a fox. What's not orange is either black or white. His ears stand up tall, hinting to his age. Among other things attached to his head, his snout would stand out the most. It's long and thin with a small black nose on the end. A thick forest of whiskers resides about a quarter inch behind his nose on his snout. These whiskers vary in length. Following the bridge of the snout, two eyes lie at the very end. The eyes are a mystical ice blue that you wouldn't think you would find in nature. Behind the head you will find a long backbone followed by an alien looking tail. The tail being about three times in size that you would expect it to be on an animal of Griffin's size, you would not be expecting to see it.
Living in nature, as you would expect animals to do, Griffin has to maintain a fit and healthy structure. Since most of his time requires hunting for food, his legs are the most fit. Seeing him run would make you think he was powered by a V-10 engine you would see in a large truck. Of course Griffin's small size does help in the speeds he can reach on land.
On normal occasions, Griffin would wear clothes. He can be seen in a variety of combinations of shirts and pants. Most of the time however, he will wear his favorite white shirt and blue jeans. And along with his outfit, he wears his favorite brown hiking boots.
Personal Belongings: Griffin owns a variety of things. Though he does not consider any of them to hold sentimental value.
Personality: Griffin is someone who never takes anything too seriously.
Give him directions, he would ask you what his motivation was. Then, he would put a silly hat on your face. That's just his way. If you are one of his close friends, Griffin would find any way possible to annoy you. Be it, asking the same question over and over or making fun of your big blue shoes. Griffin would like to think sarcasm to be his second language.
Though you may not think it, Griffin is quite bright. He could figure out almost anything given the proper amount time. He knows a lot about everything. But if you ask him what time he was supposed to pick up his grandma, he couldn't tell you. Just short of amnesiac, Griffin has a terrible memory.
History: When Griffin was a young fox he lived in the town of Croco. For most of his childhood, he could not imagine a world outside his home city. He lived in a small cabin just outside the city limits with his mother, father, and two brothers. He was in the middle of the two. His family didn't have much in the way of riches, but they made up for that in knowledge. Griffin learned almost everything he knows from his father. Out of everyone in his family, he was closest to his father. They did most everything together.
On one summer evening, Griffin's father had to make a business run to Flemtic. He was to be expected back in a week's time. Of course Griffin did not want him to leave, but he reluctantly gave in and let him go. Griffin spent that week reading books and watching television as his brothers played in the yard.
Finally, when that day came where his father was supposed to return home, Griffin waited outside for his arrival. He waited hours upon hours of daylight for his father's car to pull up the driveway, but it never did. Sadly, he returned inside to ask if his dad had made any phone call as to why he was not home yet. He went into the cabin and saw his mother standing in from of the TV with a very stunned, horror filled look on her face. Griffin looked at the screen to see fire and explosions. He read the small news caption on the bottom of the screen. "Terrorists Attack Flemtic".
Years after he watched Flemtic burn to the ground at the hands of Christoph, Griffin moved to a small home in Plimage. He rarely visits his mother, and two brothers. Both of which live with his mom, to keep her company. He stays out of public as much as possible.
Other: None
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Species: Red Tailed Fox
Physical Looks: Griffin is the stereotypical picture you would imagine when thinking about a fox. What's not orange is either black or white. His ears stand up tall, hinting to his age. Among other things attached to his head, his snout would stand out the most. It's long and thin with a small black nose on the end. A thick forest of whiskers resides about a quarter inch behind his nose on his snout. These whiskers vary in length. Following the bridge of the snout, two eyes lie at the very end. The eyes are a mystical ice blue that you wouldn't think you would find in nature. Behind the head you will find a long backbone followed by an alien looking tail. The tail being about three times in size that you would expect it to be on an animal of Griffin's size, you would not be expecting to see it.
Living in nature, as you would expect animals to do, Griffin has to maintain a fit and healthy structure. Since most of his time requires hunting for food, his legs are the most fit. Seeing him run would make you think he was powered by a V-10 engine you would see in a large truck. Of course Griffin's small size does help in the speeds he can reach on land.
On normal occasions, Griffin would wear clothes. He can be seen in a variety of combinations of shirts and pants. Most of the time however, he will wear his favorite white shirt and blue jeans. And along with his outfit, he wears his favorite brown hiking boots.
Personal Belongings: Griffin owns a variety of things. Though he does not consider any of them to hold sentimental value.
Personality: Griffin is someone who never takes anything too seriously.
Give him directions, he would ask you what his motivation was. Then, he would put a silly hat on your face. That's just his way. If you are one of his close friends, Griffin would find any way possible to annoy you. Be it, asking the same question over and over or making fun of your big blue shoes. Griffin would like to think sarcasm to be his second language.
Though you may not think it, Griffin is quite bright. He could figure out almost anything given the proper amount time. He knows a lot about everything. But if you ask him what time he was supposed to pick up his grandma, he couldn't tell you. Just short of amnesiac, Griffin has a terrible memory.
History: When Griffin was a young fox he lived in the town of Croco. For most of his childhood, he could not imagine a world outside his home city. He lived in a small cabin just outside the city limits with his mother, father, and two brothers. He was in the middle of the two. His family didn't have much in the way of riches, but they made up for that in knowledge. Griffin learned almost everything he knows from his father. Out of everyone in his family, he was closest to his father. They did most everything together.
On one summer evening, Griffin's father had to make a business run to Flemtic. He was to be expected back in a week's time. Of course Griffin did not want him to leave, but he reluctantly gave in and let him go. Griffin spent that week reading books and watching television as his brothers played in the yard.
Finally, when that day came where his father was supposed to return home, Griffin waited outside for his arrival. He waited hours upon hours of daylight for his father's car to pull up the driveway, but it never did. Sadly, he returned inside to ask if his dad had made any phone call as to why he was not home yet. He went into the cabin and saw his mother standing in from of the TV with a very stunned, horror filled look on her face. Griffin looked at the screen to see fire and explosions. He read the small news caption on the bottom of the screen. "Terrorists Attack Flemtic".
Years after he watched Flemtic burn to the ground at the hands of Christoph, Griffin moved to a small home in Plimage. He rarely visits his mother, and two brothers. Both of which live with his mom, to keep her company. He stays out of public as much as possible.
Other: None
