About

Kind | Generous | Content

Jacobi is a wolf who has found himself hitting a middling age. He's a kind older man and a common sight to see peddling fruits on the side of the street— a rare treat for people born in the deep city. He's skinny, and losing more weight with age— time also taking the color from his fur as he finds himself more peppered with grey hairs. He's a gentle, caring soul that not many hold a grudge against.

He appears rather content with his life. He's a man who has beat cancer, is raising a daughter whom he thinks is the best in the world, and at one point in time found love. If asked he'd likely say there's not much he'd change about his life- only small things. More muttered I love yous and hugs with those now long gone. Aside from that his past is not entirely well known to those around him. He may strike up a conversation with anyone- potential customer or not- yet divulges little.

Raised a country boy at heart, for much of his life Jacobi was a stranger to the cities. No, he always lived outside them. On the farms which pepper the expanses of uninhabited or outright uninhabitable land in-between. His farm has been there for generations, and has always been at least somewhat well off place give or take an odd generation or two. He plans to leave it to his daughter when he finally passes on.

A quiet support for 4∅4. He has known the man since he was just old enough to leave his home with Deirdre, the pair holding hands or the tot held in his foster mother's arms. Jacobi has been a quiet shoulder to lean on and a safe place to vent to for many years— plus 4∅4 is always generous when it comes to buying fruits!