personality:
Ryan is not one to care about what others think of him, but instead for what they gain from him being there. Although not a continual paradox, this contradicts itself every once in a while; he, when disturbed from sleep or hungry, will simply not care about anything. He will respond to the worst of insults with a tempered nonchalance, retreating without so much as a glance or a word; helping others does not even occur to him in this state - he is just trying not to become angry, and whatever is locked behind that wall, although an odd sort of beast, doesn't bother any creature so long as he decides not to let it. He is apt to make friends, but if he feels he dislikes them or is disliked by them, he, on occasions, drifts away or goes silent when he would normally speak. He is usually a very amiable person, though, and is very enthusiastic about pointing out wildlife if he believes it won't be annoying. He absolutely adores felines, and his responses to the creatures can be nearly comical; he does, however, appreciate all kinds of animals (except for vultures) and has a special interest in some kinds of foxes, claiming the red fox, vulpes vulpes, as his favorite animal. He memorizes most of what he reads and takes a great interest in it, putting a behemoth effort into something he's, unfortunately, noticed most teenagers don't care about in the least. Consequently, his mind processes some things faster than others, and although he is withdrawn very slightly in social situations, he can observe an animal without yelling; it isn't a mark of his character to be insolent, although he will turn sarcastic when provoked. The Ryan most people see is a decent character, a polite person who says nothing bad of anyone but who can sometimes become submerged in a trance of sorts, refusing to say anything to a friend.
history:
Ryan is typically not one to glance into the past; there is nothing of interest to him there but his parents, lightly eccentric individuals who preferred to let him do what he wanted, as long as it didn't harm another person. He had serious socialization problems early in his childhood, shying away from befriending his classmates; a switch of schools appeared to mend his fear, but a trace of it still lingers and he is not one to integrate himself into large groups. He has always loved felines, for as long as he can remember - although his favorite feline was the tiger and he disliked the misnomer "king of the jungle" being attached to lions (as they obviously dominated the savannah; not the rainforest), he would've gladly taken a chance to learn about them earlier or later on in life. He was raised to be a calm human being, but the lack of food gives him hypoglycemia, in which he is more irritable and often unwilling to do that which he isn't obligated to. Otherwise, his sense of guilt is a very strong one, leading him to do dangerous things if they won't hurt anyone but himself.
likes:
Yellow, blue and orange are his favorite colors; pink used to be one of them, but melted away with an awareness of what was expected of a male. He adores the cold, unbelievably - the heat doesn't agitate him, but African nights are his favorite. Stars. Beef jerky of a very specific brand tastes delicious to him, but barring that, he loves ham and other things. His friends; his parents. Time alone. The usual.
dislikes:
Potatoes. Seeing living things in pain. Sickness; he gets sick more easily than expected, and it is never a pleasurable experience. The death of anything. Everything else he can endure, although he has a small phobia of vultures and doesn't like spending hours with crowds (he does it anyways).
hobbies:
Reading.
sport/s:
Swimming, mainly; running, however, helps to keep him out of trouble with his body, and he participates in it as much as can be expected with his schedule.
family:
Ryan is an only child with a mother and father in a decently contented marriage.
pet/s:
He is rather fond of cats, but owns no pets.
possessions:
Clothes. The Fault in Our Stars by John Green; a copy of Edgar Allen Poe: Complete Poems and Tales; an amulet with a depiction of a tiger; a deer plushie, which he keeps out of sight most of the time, and an iPad with Slacker installed, but no headphones. This means Imagine Dragons and Eye of the Tiger at a blaring volume nearly nonstop.
other:
His family's dog, a Saint Bernard, passed away a year ago.
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