







colby rogen has a mother who barely speaks and a father who has all of his mother's
attention, not that colby cares. he has always loved his family, no matter their situ
ation. they have never done anything to harm him, mentally or physcially, even tho
ugh they sometimes like to pretend they are newly weds on their honeymoon (as if t
hey don't have a child,) but colby doesn't mind. he also has a younger sister who go
es by the name alice (but her real name is samantha,) and she is also a weasel shifte
r. his mom is a weasel shifter and his dad is a hyena shifter (how that works out, he
doesn't know.) colby is around 5"10 and has a lean body. his fingers are long and ski
nny as well as his legs (totally jealous right now.) his shoe size is thirteen and he on
ly wears his worn down vans or black roshe nikes. he enjoys running a bit too much
and runs about two hours everyday to raise his endurance and stamina. he doesn't li
ft weights but just drinks protein shakes, not that they work very well. colby was ca
ptured when he was twelve by a snake shifter and was luckily able to "weasel" away
from the man, but doesn't want that to happen again so he work out. colby is ninet
een (birthday: march twelve), five years older than "alice." his hair is somewhat sho
rt and unkept (he just walks around with a curly bed head.) it is the same color as t
he fur of his weasel shift: light brown with chestnut and almond browns mixed in (no
w im hungry.) his eyes are also brown and skin a natural tan. colby is bisexual, leani
ng more towards males than females, and also demiromantic (has to develop an emo
tional connection with someone before having any romantic feelings towards them.)
he has only dated two people, a male and a female, but has not dated nor liked anyo
be since he was sixteen. he finds it easier to worry about other things in life and let
romance find it's way without him having to search for it.


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