Name:
Alden Wierthorn
Age:
20
Gender:
Male
Sexuality:
Bi-Romantic Asexual
Species:
Fox Shifter
Appearance:
Alden stands at a relatively average height of 5'7 and a lanky build that gives him a rather weak yet agile looking body. His skin is on the paler side, given his aversion to moving around during the daytime when most people are awake. He very rarely sees the sun, and on the smallest occasions when he did, his body is always covered by a large tattered cloak.
His face has small freckles which are almost invisible, however upon looking closer or by some divine miracle should he be seen in the sunlight, the soft scattering of freckles paint his cheeks and nose like little constellations, barely darker than his normal skin tone.
Alden's eyes are a most brilliant and vibrant gold colour, with his pupils differing between being soft and rounded when he's content, and thin slits when he's on high alert, the eyes of a cunning predator. He sometimes wears eyeliner, making his eyes seem much sharper. However, for this reason he also hates the rain as it smudges and smears the eyeliner around his eyes, making them look sunken and dark as hell.
His face is all sharp edges, from his jawline to his nose which is slightly crooked at the bridge from being previously broken.
His hair is slightly wavy, but lingers more towards the straighter side of the scale and comes down to rest just below his shoulder blades. The long locks are bright orange, with black tips and the smallest hints of white. He often wears his hair up in a loose man bun to keep it from his face, however the front parts are somewhat shorter and sometimes fall into place in front of his ears.
He has fox ears which rest upon his head, which can be laid down against his hair to make them blend in, and a large bushy fox tail that swishes behind him at every turn.
He does have a fox form, however he rarely uses it aside from sneaking in through small gaps in doors or windows. He finds it much easier and quieter to navigate in his human form, whilst using his ears to pick up on subtle sounds. Plus, his hands make it easier to carry stolen goods rather than trying to carry them between the sharp tiny needle like teeth his fox form grants.
Personality:
Alden from afar is a quiet and closed off individual. He barely speaks. Barely interacts with anyone around him at all, really. At times, he'll even sit in the streets, playing beggar from beneath his tattered cloak with intentional dirt smears and a forced croaky voice. He's a master of cunning and deception.
At night, he's like a completely different man.
He finds the thrill of possibly getting caught exhilarating and dangerous during his nighttime robberies. The running away. The hiding. All of it coming together like one giant game of hide and seek.
He can sometimes be quick to anger however, when his smart mouth and sharp tongue fail him when he needs them, his next best bet being to yell. Shout. Sometimes even threaten. He doesn't do it often, but when he's accused of something he very much well did do, he can lay it on THICK.
His anger can also be a method of diverting conversations, or a method of hiding emotions or thoughts he'd rather not face head on or logically.
He's a pathological liar, winding up stories on the spot to cover his fluffy tailed behind with convincing delivery that leaves little room for doubt.
He acts like a bubbly, friendly guy, mooching off of people's empathy or pity to gain himself whatever it is his foxy heart has set its eyes upon. Whether it be coin, jewelry or food that smells too good to be of this world.
Deep down however... He's a lonely man. With no friends. No family. Nobody he trusts or can ever turn to if he finds himself in trouble. He has next to no understanding of the word "Trust". His mentality thus far having always been "kill or be killed" or "always look out for number one".
He isn't sure what he looks to make of his life. His entire existence has been based off made up stories and petty robberies. If he died tonight, he knows not a soul out there would shed a tear. Not a soul would remember his name.
Strengths:
~Extremely cunning and deceptive. Excellent at making up lies on the spot.
~Lanky build makes it easier for him to navigate spaces swiftly and quietly.
~Enhanced hearing and eyesight from his fox side gives him enough warning of approaching danger.
Weaknesses:
~Never knows when enoughs enough. He's incredibly reckless when it comes to stealing valuables.
~His lone-fox act often means he deals with everything alone. Injuries, emotions, thoughts.
~His lanky build makes it rather easy to overpower him in direct confrontations. Hence why he always runs.
~Food. Almost any kind of food. This man is a bottomless pit for the stuff.
~Surprisingly enough, can't swim. Hates water since it weighs down his body but also rain? Smears his eyeliner. Hates. Water.
Other:
Might add more or change soon-
Summer Month: 3 
Day 
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