Personality:
Rebellious, hard-headed and stuck in his ways, has a soft spot for those who show him kindness or like his art, backward/shy, gets a bit bashful when you compliment his art, hates apologizing, snarky at times, loves ursaraptors and other large, vicious-looking creatures. Afraid of crowds and will often close his hoodie almost completely over his face when traveling through a big crowd. Enjoys listening to heavy metal music, pop and surprisingly, even some classical, preferably on piano or violin. Kind of a slob if he doesn't have someone on his tail ragging on him to clean. Loves to paint. Likes skating and skateboarding, playing guitar and violin, with a preference for his guitar. He runs a flower shop in order to be able to fund his 'artistic expression'.

Background:
A rebel with a soft heart. Since he was a sprout, he'd always had trouble getting along with other sprouts whom he was raised with as an orphan. A loner type who hated crowds and feared speaking infront of an audience. Quiet and always wearing the same bored expression while sitting alone drawing or painting. He never tried to make friends and seemed unapproachable so most didn't bother to try and get to know him, those who did were scared off by his harsh-sounding replies and judgmental-seeming expressions. He didn't mean to come off rude or mean to those who approached him with good intentions, but it came off that way anyhow and ruined his chances at making friends.

As soon as he received his first canvas and paint kit as a sprout, he picked up that brush and began to paint. It was a way he found that he could express himself. All of his true feelings and self without speaking or having to face anyone. He wanted to share them but was unable to due to his fear of crowds, thus, he began leaving his painting in secret spots throughout the orphanage. However one of the canvases was tripped on by one of the younger sprouts and since the elder knew it was Ash who was up to the the scattered paintings, she had him stop, afterall, they were a bit unsettling and giving some of the other sprouts nightmares.. Though this didn't really stop the young artist. Soon after, he began hiding the painting throughout his home town! Always hiding behind a barrel or something to wait and see who might find it and how they'd react.

However, the adult griffians didn't appreciate his gifts of art as much as he thought they might.. Devastated as he watched his paintings be either destroyed or thrown into a nearby garbage can for 'being in the way' or 'creepy'. There was a few who found his paintings delightful, but the heartbreak of seeing his paintings ruined overpowered the good reactions and sparked a rebellion in the young sprout.

There had to be a way he can leave his mark and get revenge on those who destroyed his heart-felt work. This is when he turned to spray painting. Using it to sabotage the buildings of those who stomped on his art and tossed it away like trash. Always signing his art by leaving somewhere in the canvas, a paint splatter, of green, black and white, the alias name; 'Nyx'.
"They will remember me."