★Creed

Everything about the frozen north was harsh, the forging, the fishing and even the constant repairs to his shelter. But, it was the only life Creed had ever known. He quite enjoyed his peaceful childhood far from the modern comforts of civilization. But, curiosity is a wicked thing, and having questions unanswered can quickly become regrets. And so, Creed found himself migrating down into the warmer climates. Though uncaring for the changing seasons, he was pleased with the new animals to hunt and the materials to further his crafting. He made himself a shelter and started exploring.

He rather liked the nearby town, it was filled with others like him, but not. The promise for an easier life, without taking the challenge. But Creed has always been nothing more than a big feral cat man, vain and playful in the way he intimidates smaller prey. And with all of the new smells and noises. He quickly started to establish himself as a local hunter and crafts monger. Spending most of his time setting down traps and turning the remains into trinkets, setting up his wares in the towns weekly market. Or making offers to the mate he’s attempting to pursue. Since leaving “animals” on his porch hasn’t panned out the way it should.