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Name: Brennan Roa-Michaels
Age: 19
Occupation: Student, delivery boy
Ht: 5' 7"
Wt: 173 lbs
Build: Athletic
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Honey-brown

Personality~

Sweet and friendly are good words to describe him, but puckish and highly curious are also good terms for him. Like most otters he has a natural need to know what is going on with that particular thing over there. Shiny objects are also fondly looked upon for no less than three minutes. But he is pretty open and nice to talk too, for the most part treating almost all people with the same respect and a warm, friendly smile. However he does have a temper, and though he keeps cool most days when he snaps, he snaps like a boss. However actually angering him takes way to much time and effort for the usual trolls, so there's little chance of seeing it day to day. However, his biggest quirk is proximity to women. He is not to good with flirting, having a naive, boyish charm when it comes to such things But when a female is hugging on him, flirting, or pretty much baring her "features" at him, he becomes red in the face and losses a bit of his brain for a short while.

Appearance~

A bit short for his age, his body is covered in thick but soft, and sleek fur of a light, woody brown color that lightens to a sort of beige on his muzzle, neck, chest and stomach. His hair is a naturally light blonde, with some parts darker as if from highlights. But the color is all natural, a result of all the time spent in the sun. His eyes are a honey brown color, and features still youthful in a way but strong. His build is slender and athletic, not overly muscled but toned enough to admit to a healthy, energetic lifestyle. He also has a natural scent of sea-salt ( from all the swimming over the years ) and honey ( his natural scent ).
He usually wears a pair of tight, spandex black bike shorts and a green tank top under an orange and white vest and a pair of baggy black shorts, with a pair of yellow and white slip on shoes and green wristbands. He always has his necklace, a strong blue and purple tinted seashell with his own personal insignia carved into his, his treasure and gift from his old best friend.

History~

Born on a small island home called Whiskey Harbor, Brennan grew up as any normal boy. He had friends, rivals, role models and even a local wandering bard who liked to teach him to sing. A natural born prankster and highly curious, Brennan and his friends were more often than not hanging out in the back room of the local sheriff or principals office, waiting for the time when they had to say to their parents " But I thought it would be funny....and it was."
Brennan grew up partly in the shadow of his father, a renowned scientist and technician who, among other things, invented key components for upcoming hovercraft technology. His mother, unable to cope with competing for his fathers attention, left them when the young otter was five. As such he doesnt remember much of her, and doesnt like talking to much about it.
His two favorite things to do growing up were to hang out on the beach of his island home, and to spend as much time as possible with his best friend, a young lioness named Sherry. The two were always together, and still hold the islands record for fastest time running around the island. They often competed with one another, each having a great time teasing and cuddling with the other. But when it came time for her and her family to move, she left Brennan with a kiss and a seashell necklace she had made for him, which to this day remains his most cherished possesion.
After many heated arguments about how he was "wasting his life" by not studying for the same life his father had, Brennan's dad sent him away from Whiskey Harbor to "broaden his horrizens."