Zero

Delta Velorum Fox - Male - Custom curled tail - Custom facial markings - Fluffy ears - Red swirled cloak

..; Bag ;..
One, hidden under his cloak and worn around the neck, near the shoulders. Although he wishes to
collect a large amount of items to prove his worth, he's extremely picky about what he gathers.
Nothing seems to be good enough for him to take, therefore, his single bag holds a sad amount
of items.

..; Returning home ;..
He has no intention of returning home, as he left for a reason. He would like to find a clan, but is
finding that none of them quite suit him. If he could mix and match elements from several places,
then maybe he could be happy, but such an act is impossible. He is well adapted to cold weather
and snow, but his dark pelt sticks out like a sore thumb, so he assumes none of the clans that live
in colder places would accept him. He wouldn't be able to relax in any of the more wooded places
and the other options are too warm for his liking. He has determined that he would do best in a
place both rocky and cold, but, after repeating his ideals to himself, he realized he was fantasizing
of returning home to the Void and dismissed the idea from his mind.

• It could be said that Zero is a creature of illusions. He keeps up walls, making it a goal to appear indifferent and serious. If a specific emotion is drawing attention to him, he will hide it away. Despite his attempts to stay indifferent, the male often gets jumpy and will bear his fangs at strangers that wander too close. He doesn’t want to appear violent, but living in the Void has forced him to be extra cautious. It’s safe to assume he won’t hurt anyone until he’s absolutely sure they wish harm on him. In fact, he is very protective of the innocent and will jump to defend them in a moment’s notice. Zero will never admit to being afraid of something and he keeps his complaints and weaknesses to himself. He never opens his mouth if he doesn’t know what he’s talking about. When he does talk, he gets straight to the point and tends to be blunt without realizing it. He can’t stand when others wander away from the topic and it puts him on edge. To escape conversations like these, he’ll retreat into his mind while still nodding and smiling in all of the right places. He’s learned how to glean information from this type of conversation, so he’s not missing a lot. Zero has a very active imagination which often serves as a brief escape from reality, although he’s made sure not to depend on this. If it isn’t clear by now, he is very antisocial, preferring to be alone. He’s a serious creature and also a perfectionist. He is always doing something and, although he would prefer to do something important, that may just be pacing or picking at his cloak. Focused and good at strategies, Zero would make a good leader, yet he chooses to quietly follow in the back. On a final note, it is impossible to gain Zero’s trust. You are always a stranger and you are always considered dangerous.

..; Relations ;..
"The ones I travel with are good company... amongst themselves. I cannot acknowledge them as anything more than strangers, as I fear a repeat of past events. I believe some of them think we are a sort of family or a group of close friends. I play along with their illusion sometimes, but it only fuels the sliver of fear inside my mind. I honestly wish I could do this on my own, that it wasn't too dangerous to venture into the more open lands, but wishing never gets me anywhere. I must travel with the others for my own safety. I only hope -- there I go again -- that this will be over with quickly."

..;Habits;..
Whispering to himself -- If Zero could keep some sort of diary, a pad of paper to
write his thoughts on, maybe he wouldn't whisper so much. It might also help
if he had a friend to talk to, or didn't fear silence. He has a habit of whispering
to himself constantly with lapses of nervous silence in between. He'll speak of
anything, as it doesn't seem to matter to him what he says, only that there are
words being spoken and that the world isn't completely quiet.

Fidgeting with his cloak -- When Zero doesn't have anything better to do, he'll pull at the loose strings of his cloak and readjust it often. Someday, he won't have a cloak, rather just a pile of strings from his anxious fidgeting.

Watching the sky -- He believes he blends into the snow better at night, so he's always checking the sky to see how much longer he has to wait, how much longer he'll feel exposed. Even when it's finally dark he'll check, just to see how much time in "safety" he'll have.