Abyss

Abyss was born near the high hills and rocky sides, raised by his father after his mother died from falling off the side of a hill and popping the goo glands at the bottom which was adorned with brambles, thorns, and jagged rocks. His father raised him near the beach and shoreline after his wife's death and taught him hunting first, as he saw it as very important as well as how to swim, rather then introduce the young Glitzoo to other people or socializing. As Abyss grew, his father took him back to the hills and rockyside to strengthen his claws since wood and sand no longer sharpened thm as well. However, at the hills, Abyss fell through a weak spot on the sides of the stones and sarted tumbling down the hill. Luckily he only scrape pass the rocks, leaving scar lines of the skin scarped off, as brambles scraped his left side of his face and chipped some of his spines. After that incident, both father and son learned not to return to the hills and Abyss' father chose to introduce his son to some new Glitzoos. Abyss was welcoming to new friends, however, kept high standards just as his father would. He would usually just relax by the shoreline with any friends or acquianteinces, or if he was allowed to, helped other family's mothers in cleaning (Which he enjoyed, cringing whenever there was dust or mold, as his cleansiness senses activate) Over time, he learned finally how to properly swim instead of just staying in place and floating and would out with his father every now and then. Abyss eventually used hunting as his work and would find the sweeter fruits at the top of the the tree that refused to be picked, or the bigger game available on the land, even though he ripped partial his ear from biting of more then he could chew literally from chasing a moose creature and getting dragged around to make his bite on the moose's leg yield, and falling his fare share of trees, at times getting a large splinter or branch caught in one of his goo pouch. (It was never serious and almost always around that spot, so he put bandages around it so there wasn't as much of a chance as a sharper branch impaling his goo. (Glitzoos are a closed species by ZoeTaylorAdopts on Deviantart)