by Cozette » Thu Feb 19, 2015 7:06 am
Username: Cozette
Name: Harker
Personality: Harker is mysterious and curious about everything around him. He's nocturnal so he wonders the forest in the dark, watching the owls, bats, skunks, and other notorious animals in the dark. Every once in a while he'll sleep in a den with a skunk or badger. He doesn't come out smelling very good afterwards, which he does normally mind since he doesn't see very many others of his kind at night. He hates getting wet more then anything but his favorite thing to eat it the catfish. He is well groomed, a bit moody at times, and uses a lot of sarcasm, which can make it seem like he is a bit rude at times. when he gets nervous he tends to hiccup, either just a couple times or for a few mins. He doesn't get nervous very often so its never effected him greatly, but he gets very very nervous when he see's a female of his kind. Its always made it hard for him to find a relationship when he hiccups through each word.
Story: Harker grew up in a hole in the ground with a family of Badgers for a short time in his life. He was eventually separated from them when an adult Keetin claimed she was his mother. He lived with her till she passed away. She taught him the ways of being a Keetin but he preferred to live as a nocturnal creature. Once he was catching some catfish in a small lake when he saw a creature he'd never seen before. It flashed in a color of gold then disappeared. Being curious he swiftly moved towards where the alien being was but couldn't see anything. He then saw a small bug land on his nose and flash a bright color of gold from its abdomen. His green eyes widened and glowed with curiosity as he watched the small being flash its colors majestically and proudly into the night. It took off from his nose and thats when he realized he was surrounded by them. He asked himself why he's never seen something so beautiful before, but soon that thought stopped and he wondered what one of them would taste like. Shrugging off the thought, thinking it was a little cruel, he continued to watch until each one disappeared into the golden shine of the mornings rise.
Dragons Whisper is making me one.