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Welcome to the Jungle..
[Current ref pic for Sam, but imagine him with cheetah fur all over instead of just his ears.]
Lifestyle:
He's broke, for the most part, owning little to no gold the majority of the time. He hunts for his food and sleeps beneath the trees at night. He can be found in local bars and pubs in the evening, and sometimes mornings... He's not a drunk, not really, since he can handle his alcohol pretty well without acting like a complete dufus. He does get clumsy after so many, but his reflexes never fail him when immediate danger is nearby. He can be lazy, more often than not, preferring cat naps to hard labor. Once his interest is piqued though, you can expect him ready and willing to work for a certain cause. When not at a bar, he can sometimes be found fishing or lounging around somewhere.
Habits:
He likes scratching things to sharpen his claws. He talks with his mouth full at times. He lacks basic manners due to the absence of parents growing up. He could be taught basic table manners, if one happened to have the time to invest in him; not to mention patience, as well, and a lot of it. He's over curious, shoving his nose into anything new and exciting. He can sometimes have boundary issues, but he's usually good about respecting personal space... Usually. He picks and pokes at things, an example being a piece of loose wood on a table. He'd most likely pick at it until it was far worse than it began and then upon realization that he broke it, he'd pretend it was 'like that when he sat down'.
Attire:
Generally he only wears trousers and very light armor for more mobility and speed. However, if he's cold he can be seen in a black hoodie lined with white fur of some kind. Because he never wears shoes, his feet are sometimes very dirty or muddy; especially after rain.
Possessions:
Very little. A weathered short sword, a few pieces of gold, and the clothes on his back.
"I searched your eyes for an answer, and shuddered at what I found there..."
He's been let down a lot in the past, and scared senseless by creatures that were far bigger than him growing up. He's seen men that would snap his neck if he turned his gaze away. Sharks that would chew him up and spit him out if he so much as blinked the wrong way.. He lacked a father figure in his life, so he had to learn how to hunt and fish on his own. With years of practice, he'd become the man he is today. The reason behind his playful demeanor and goofy smiles in all truth is to cover up that he's torn. He thinks he can act a fool and nobody will question his past.
"As my skin shrunk away from conclusion, that you lack the strength to care..."
The subject of his parents can be touchy, and the male often diverts the subject into something else rather than answering questions concerning his childhood. The question of strangers will remain unanswered of whether he was orphaned by abandonment, or if his parents were killed... In fact, he was abandoned, left alone to fend for himself. He was a runt, and unwanted. That's the reason that he refuses to answer any questions regarding his parents. He refuses to let the reality sink in of how cruel they were to leave him to die. He imagines them as loving and protective, and likes to pretend that they died saving him from a predator instead. The fact that they're still alive and out there somewhere, probably without a thought of him running through their mind, would be too much for him to accept at this point in time. Maybe when he grows older, he'll be able to handle it more.