Llewellyn

Age: 23
Sex: Male
Species: Fox
Hair Color: Red-bronze-auburn
Eye Color: Blue-grey
Fur: Copper
Markings: Cream
Height: 6 foot
Weight: 157 pounds
Build: Slim
Sexual preference: Heterosexual
Marital Status: Single

Description:

Sometimes screwy, sometimes a bit shy, this fox just likes to be happy and have others be happy. He seldom lets others into his heart, but once he does, is very loyal. Also has a strong sense of honor.

Other Details

Dislikes twinks and assholes. He can usually be found in the School of Yiff and seldom visits other dreams outside it, although he has been to the Furrabian Hospital a few times.

Entertainment things

A big mecha and anime fan, also likes gaming.

I was born with a brother and sister in an elven village, where my parents were staing as ambassadors for our village. We got sick shortly after, but only I survived. When I turned twelve, I was sent home to learn our ways. I learned swordplay from my father, as well as the ways of the forest.. When I turned 16, I went out on my Rite of Passage. After I got back 6 months later, the village was deserted. Dead bodies littered the ground, locked in combat with dead raptors. I found a single pegasus feather near a area where heavy fighting had taken place. I gathered my few possesions, including my twin enchanted broadswords that I had recieved from the elven village's Eldest, and left to find my own way in the world.

Along this journey, I made a stop over in a small town named Layleaux. While there, I met and fell in love with a beautiful black-furred sable named Branwyn. We became mated, and had a kit on the way(thanks to a little assistance from a friend who knows potions). For the time being, I had laid my swords to rest, as that was a peaceful community(for the most part). However, I was ready, and if I was needed, I would have gone, despite however much it might have pained me to leave her, even for a short time.

Then I discovered that she was using me the entire time. When I questioned her about a lie she told to me, she fled, in the advanced stages of pregnancy. I don't know what happenned to her, but I was not able to find her. I was alone once more.

I returned to wandering, and ended up in another small village in the middle of a forest, which was in the process of being settled. I stayed there for a while and helped them get settled in, defending against bandits, showing them what was good to eat and what wasn't, and things of that nature. During the couple months I spent there, I made several friends, including one of the village leaders, Tatyana; a nobletiger who was looking for a place to get away from it all, Stripe; and a young kittyfox named Miki.

As time wore on, Miki and I became more fond of each other, and we picked up nicknames for each other, based on the language from where she had lived before. When I returned to wandering, the village having been adequately established, she elected to join me, and there was no way I'd turn her down.

As we travelled together, we found out more about each other, and gradually our friendship turned to love... but a different kind of love than I had known with Branwyn... a better love. Eventually, I finally, a little awkwardly and uncertainly, revealed my feelings to her, and she let me know that she felt the same. We were living in the Terradrome, became mates on July 8th, '01.

But alas, we eventually came to the realization that however close, we just weren't right for each other, and parted on friendly terms, 6 months later. Since then I have returned to wandering, although I have been contemplating my role, and if I should stay a Ranger, or follow the calling of magic.

After pondering these conepts and letting them stew in my subconcious for a couple months, I think that maybe the title of Bard may fit me better. I do know how to play a musical instrument, and enjoy singing along with other songs, in fact I prefer it to dancing. I tend not to be serious too often, and if I'm having people visit I usually try and make sure we have something to do. I have a great interest in stories, and also tend to listen to other people more than talk myself, somewhat often. Bards are also known for havign a touch of magic...

Currently, I've returned to my land of origin, referred to as the land of Furcadia. Here I've found a wonderful faerie-kitty by the name of Jeska Rina, whom I loved very much and who felt the same about me. We married each other in a ceremony run by my adopted sister Zyala, on November 14, '03. In January '04 we now had a daughter named Diana. She has colorations close to her mother, but she's a fox primarily, like her father. I'm sure when she grows up she'll be breaking hearts everywhere.

In April though we split to find our own paths. As I walk down this dark path to the unknown future ahead of me, I wonder where it will take me. More love? More heartbreak? I no longer have a clear view of where I am going, so I just hope I'll enjoy the ride, even if I end up having no one to share it with, and that I manage to leave some sort of legacy when I'm gone, otherwise what was the point?