Crow

His name is crow, though his friends call him cow, which he doesn't mind. That said, if a stranger calls him cow, they sleep with the fishes. He's the bosun of a pirate ship of viscet, making the seas unsave, though he makes sure the crew is safe whilst they do so. His captain is the almighty Captain Daelle Krackensworth, fright of the seas! He's a big guy, muscular and brave, but he wasn't always like that. He came from severe poverty which only got worse when his parents died, leaving him a frail twig working and stealing to get by, though white fur doesn't help with sneaking. He ended up getting a job for a noble, though the work was harsh and cruel and he hated how he was treated, being a borderline slave, but it got food on the table. He worked like that for years, until he eventually met captain Daelle in a tavern, who told him he could do better then that. He called the captain a fool, what did they know? He left, but he kept thinking about it the next day. With those thoughts in his mind, he felt a tad rebelious, and when the noble pushed him around as usual, he actually snapped back, emptied the chamber pot he was cleaning on him. He was a good bit taller than the noble, so it was a good soak, and he felt good... Until he realized he just did that to a noble who has executed people for less... As the noble called for the guards, he ran, ran as fast as he could. He managed to leap from a window and make it trough the streets, but he stood out with the guards on his heals, they weren't far behind.  He was about to get caught by the guards, they were fitter then the frail servant, he wouldn't make it. But conciously or subconciously, he had ran for port, and a certain crew took notice. He was being worked to the ground, blade at his throat, defeated, when the pirate gang came rushing in, pulling the guards off of him and breaking a couple of bones, if not outright killing a few. He didn't dare move as the fight broke out, not until a hand reached down for him. Cautiously taking it, he was pulled to his feet by captain Daelle who was grinning from ear to ear. "Looks like someone did the right thing. Need a ride out of this stinkhole of a town?" And thus, they set sail before new guards could arrive, and Crow was set for the open sea.  Since then, he became much more fit and healthy, having good meals on his plate as he went from a scrawny street rat to a bulking muscle pirate. One with a price on his head, of course, noble's hold grudges. Though I'd like to see anyone try to turn him in. As the boatswain, or bosun, his job is the maintenance of the ship. He makes sure everything is in order and the cargo is in check. When the ship gets damaged, be it weather, combat or shenanegans, he fixes it. He also fixes people's personal problems whenever he's asked to, and is kinda a big brother figure on the ship. 

Notes on fur (NOT CANON FOR BREEDING JUST LORE)
Poor Crow suffers from not one but two conditions. First of all, he has vitiligo, which is a type of piebaldism where an individual gradually becomes more white as they age, continuously loosing pigment. Crow was actually black at birth (hatching?) so the name actually made sense, but as they grew older, they started to get white spots, and now, they are nearly all white.

CROW IS A SWEETHEART AND YOU WILL NOT HURT HIM




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https://www.deviantart.com/tenlittlesoldierboys/art/M-351-Yeehaw-845226378
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https://www.deviantart.com/comments/1/784918699/4930614483