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Description
BIO:

Full name: Fernand "Fen"

Age: 124 years

Gender/Pronouns: Male, He/Him

Orientation: Straight

Type: Monster, Beast

Species: Fenrir

Relationships:

[Best Friend] Travis

[Crush] Helen Halesbury

Personality traits:

[Quiet] [Grumpy] [Analytical] [Easily Irritated] [Laid-Back] [Dense]

Likes: Coffee, acoustic music, rock music, hot chocolate, warm drinks, squeaky and alerting sounds (perks up his wolf ears), peace and quiet, night time, full moon, wolves, rain, storms, dull and dark weather, horror movies

Dislikes: being called a werewolf, people treating him like a puppy, loud and obnoxious noises, people touching or grabbing his tail without permission, his ears being touched, bright day light, sour foods, overly sweet foods, people trying to correct his grammar or accent, anything to do with witchcraft or black magic

Slight backstory:

Fernand, or "Fen" as he prefers to be called was born in a foreign country over a hundred years ago. He is positive to believe he is the last of his kind, a Fenrir. He never met his parents and has seen no other living Fenrir since birth. He speaks his native language and through out his younger years in life, before technology came around, he got stuck being around the wrong crowd. Wizards and witches were common at the time, who played in the dark arts of magic. Eventually Fen was tricked and manipulated, and was going to be offered as a sacrifice in a ritual. Luckily a rookie Reaper rescued Fen before he was killed.

After the incident, Fen moved to the west, then years later to the city. Since the city welcomed monsters and monsterkin alike, he enjoyed the move. Getting adjusted to speaking English and modern technology took some time but he enjoys his new life. A few years later he met the same Reaper who saved his life many years earlier, and the two became best friends.

Favorite Season: Winter

Occupation/Aspiration: Bowling Alley Employee (spends a lot of time there)

Where they would reside: Inner City, on a quieter street

What do they tend to do during the day?: He tends to be more active at night or near dusk, but when not working he will go to coffee shops and cafes to spend his free time

Additional information:

-He speaks in a heavy accent, and also in third person. (Ex: "Fen busy at job today.") His sentences tend to be a bit confusing sometimes, mainly when he asks a question. His questions will always end with ",yes?" (Ex: "Is tired, yes?")
-He strongly dislikes being called or mistaken for a werewolf.
-He can't shape shift, so his limbs always remain in the monster-like form.
-Though he won't admit it, frisbees and tennis balls being thrown really want to make him chase it.

RP Information:

Available for RP: Yes!

Style of RP: Paragraphs

Preferred method: Discord (both in Pms and in the group)

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I finally made his application for !

Fen belongs to me

Description
BIO:

Full name: Fernand "Fen"

Age: 124 years

Gender/Pronouns: Male, He/Him

Orientation: Straight

Type: Monster, Beast

Species: Fenrir

Relationships:

[Best Friend] Travis

[Crush] Helen Halesbury

Personality traits:

[Quiet] [Grumpy] [Analytical] [Easily Irritated] [Laid-Back] [Dense]

Likes: Coffee, acoustic music, rock music, hot chocolate, warm drinks, squeaky and alerting sounds (perks up his wolf ears), peace and quiet, night time, full moon, wolves, rain, storms, dull and dark weather, horror movies

Dislikes: being called a werewolf, people treating him like a puppy, loud and obnoxious noises, people touching or grabbing his tail without permission, his ears being touched, bright day light, sour foods, overly sweet foods, people trying to correct his grammar or accent, anything to do with witchcraft or black magic

Slight backstory:

Fernand, or "Fen" as he prefers to be called was born in a foreign country over a hundred years ago. He is positive to believe he is the last of his kind, a Fenrir. He never met his parents and has seen no other living Fenrir since birth. He speaks his native language and through out his younger years in life, before technology came around, he got stuck being around the wrong crowd. Wizards and witches were common at the time, who played in the dark arts of magic. Eventually Fen was tricked and manipulated, and was going to be offered as a sacrifice in a ritual. Luckily a rookie Reaper rescued Fen before he was killed.

After the incident, Fen moved to the west, then years later to the city. Since the city welcomed monsters and monsterkin alike, he enjoyed the move. Getting adjusted to speaking English and modern technology took some time but he enjoys his new life. A few years later he met the same Reaper who saved his life many years earlier, and the two became best friends.

Favorite Season: Winter

Occupation/Aspiration: Bowling Alley Employee (spends a lot of time there)

Where they would reside: Inner City, on a quieter street

What do they tend to do during the day?: He tends to be more active at night or near dusk, but when not working he will go to coffee shops and cafes to spend his free time

Additional information:

-He speaks in a heavy accent, and also in third person. (Ex: "Fen busy at job today.") His sentences tend to be a bit confusing sometimes, mainly when he asks a question. His questions will always end with ",yes?" (Ex: "Is tired, yes?")
-He strongly dislikes being called or mistaken for a werewolf.
-He can't shape shift, so his limbs always remain in the monster-like form.
-Though he won't admit it, frisbees and tennis balls being thrown really want to make him chase it.

RP Information:

Available for RP: Yes!

Style of RP: Paragraphs

Preferred method: Discord (both in Pms and in the group)

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I finally made his application for !

Fen belongs to me