Ruebellen

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Name: Ruebellen
Pronunciation: [ro͞o bel in]
Meaning: Nothing, I don't think. It's just Ruebelle with an 'n' slapped on it
Nicknames: Rue, Ruben, Bell
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Birth date: June 25th
Zodiac: Cancer
Species: Delta Velorum Fox
World: Delta Velorum
 
Family: None known
Pets:
None
Friends:
N/A
Significant other:
None
Other relationships: N/A
Occupation: Ruebellen travels about Delta Velorum in search or herbs, mainly the rarer ones. When the opportunity arises, he'll sell them to the clans or maybe even wandering foxes. By "sell" he typically means in exchange for a meal or something of the sort.
Physical description: Snip facial markings - Flopped ears - Curved face - Wavy fur - Head tuft - Mane - Deeper chest - Huge chest fluff - Long feathering - Rump fluff - Custom Borzoi tail - Heterochromia - Custom harness - Custom collar - Bandaged paws - Custom scars
A bit taller than most other foxes.
Personality: Typically a laid-back individual, Ruebellen doesn't go out of his way to seek trouble or adventure. He's generally very accepting to whatever comes his way. In fact, almost everything he faces will see his default calm expression, whether it be a snowflake or a leviathan. This does not mean he is without common sense , however. Rue's very resourceful and a quick thinker, allowing him to escape any situation he may need to with relative ease. He's not one to push himself overly hard and has nothing against taking a break now and again. He's not antisocial, but is more likely to speak when spoken to. He does enjoy conversations with other travelers and telling stories of distant lands to the younger foxes. Although he doesn't plan to have any of his own, Ruebellen's pretty good with kits. He almost never puts on a stern face around them, not finding it nessisary. Overall, he may not seem to be a very colorful character, but he's not one to complain or take such opinions too far into consideration.
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Hobbies:
 His "occupation" is basically his hobby: traveling around and collecting herbs. He loves to see what Delta Velorum can offer and finds it very difficult to get bored when exploring such a world.
Habits:
If not doing anything specific or if he's around a lot of other foxes, Rue has a tendency to lie down. It sort of happens without him particularly noticing or minding, so he doesn't pay attention to it unless someone points it out. Rather than pacing when thinking, he will sit stone-still and stare off into nothingness. He's been told that it looks creepy sometimes, but there's not much he can do about it (not that he would).
Skills:
 Ruebellen is exceptionally fast for his species. He can get up to speed very quickly, make sharp turns, and stop on a dime. He typically only does so when evading danger, though.
Weapon:
Besides his claws and teeth, he doesn't have much for physical combat.
Alignment:
 Lawful neutral
Religion:
 None
Voice:
His voice is soft and can almost be described as weathered. He keeps his voice down if her can help it, as he dislikes yelling. He doesn't speak if there's nothing to said and rarely barks.
Kind of clothing:
 None - feral
Accessories: He wears a small "collar" made of blue ribbon. He also has a harness like that of a sled dog with various bags and feathers attached to it. His paws are wrapped in bandages as well.
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Diet:
He's not a picky eater, so he'll eat whatever's available within reason. Plants are a bit dangerous, as some have been known to upset his stomach, but he typically remembers to avoid those. Being a skimpy eater, it doesn't take much to keep him going.
Languages spoken:
 DVF
Smells like:
 Cold wind and lilac
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Addictions/obsessions:
 None
Fears:
It nothing he should be concerned about, but Rue is afraid of fainting. He's not particularly bothered by others blacking out (only a tiny bit nervous), it's the though of it happening to him that he doesn't like. Not only are the symptoms before hand unpleasant, he doesn't like the idea of being unconscious without him willing it.

While not necessarily afraid of tall things, standing near high structures or cliffs gives him an odd sort of pins-and-needles feeling. He also will feel a tad floaty and generally not right. This does not apply if he is on said tall thing. He's not really annoyed by this and has just accepted it as a thing that happens.
Pet peeves:
 It's difficult to get on Rue's nerves. The feat is best done by younger, loud, and rambunctious foxes who won't give him the time of day. He gets sort of annoyed when he has something important to say, but the person he's talking to either flat out ignores him or doesn't care in the slightest. This really only peeves him in very specific situations, mainly with a certain type of personality and a bad first impression. 
Theme song:
 Hey Brother by Avicii, Last of the Wilds by Nightwish, The Humming by Enya, Home We'll Go by Walk off the Earth
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Design notes: Based off a Borzoi. Pupils are set to multiply.
Design changes over time:
 None
Creation date: April 26th, 2016. Made as my Choose Your Own Adventure Summer Event custom
Do they like the name they were given:
 Yes
Cat or dog person:
Rue doesn't prefer canine or feline one over the other, but he does have a very strong urge to chase cats if they run...sometimes this happens for small dogs or foxes as well.
Are they ticklish:
 No
Do they play any instruments:
 No
Likes:
 The mountains, colder weather, being up high, wind, nature
Dislikes:
 Rain, not being taken seriously
Strengths:
 Speed, quick thinker, easy to get along with
Weaknesses:
 Wears down a little quicker than most
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