Jodie

[Dan Dark]

Name: Jocelyne Takira
Alias: Jodie, Jocie (Called by Dromar)
Gender: Female
Race: Fox
Past occupations: Student
Current occupation: Newspaper Comic Artist
Social class: Lower
Friends: N/A
Marital status: Single
Age: 19
Height: 3' 8"
Hobbies:
- Pulls pranks
- Tells jokes
- Lives life to the fullest
Habits:
- Pulls pranks any time, despite poor circumstances
- Ostracizes herself from the group and does not speak when angry/upset
- Talks/sings to herself sometimes

Personality: Jodie's a real prankster and is always up to a good joke or two. Unfortunately, due to this love of hers, people often misjudge her for being immature, careless, and rather rude. She's usually not taken seriously and ostracized by most of town, believing that all she is is a lying little nutshell which really isn't true at all. She just loves to live life to the fullest, but that is often times misread as being a fool and up in the clouds when she really should be more down to earth. Regardless, with those who enjoy her company, she's upbeat and likes to help her friends and/or cheer 'em up when they're down and she will be serious when she has to. Surprisingly though, she doesn't like to tell others about her problems usually. Even though her attitude is usually carefree and joyous, behind this facade she can get a sense of loneliness sometimes. She also despises and has a sharp tongue for people who are annoying, too cocky for their own good, do really stupid things, and overall are obnoxious and make fun of her buds and/or herself. In her free time, pranks aside, she enjoys drawing and dancing.




Appearance: She's a very dark violet with silver on the insides of her ears, muzzle, chest, hands, and tip of her tail. Her eyes are light blue on the top, dark green on the bottom. She also has midnight black hair with red and blue tips.

Clothes:
Top: White T-shirt that has 'Sanity? Never heard of it' on the front in navy letters A navy jacket with a hood and a few pins on the front goes over the T.
Bottom: A dark tan pair of khakis with a black belt and silver buckle.
Gloves: Jet black
Footwear: Navy with dark blue below the laces and the back and black jagged designs on the sides. The sole is black as are the laces.
Accessories: A pair of small silver hoop earrings.

Residence: East Capital City
Finances: N/A
Real Family:
Father: Rolante Oasis
Mother: Lania Takira
Foster Family:
Father: Matthew Coltin
Mother: Aria
Siblings:
Riarios - 16
Most prized possession: Her earrings which were the first gift she received from her foster parents.

Background:
Born in Capital City, Jodie was given up to an orphanage not long afterwards. She never found out the exact reason why, but some of the caretakers there believed it was because her mother was one of those teen pregnancy cases. Whatever the reason though, she lived out half her childhood years in the orphanage. No one would adopt her because of her wild, unpredictable attitude and the kids tended to avoid her at best. In fact, one of the reasons why people stayed away from her was because she loved to pull pranks. It was one of her greatest joys and she definitely had some talent for it. Sure, she was caught several times in the process of her 'training' so to say, but as time progressed, she got quite better. When her caretakers took pity upon her and sent her off for schooling, she took more than enough of this new development as an advantage. There, she tested out even more pranks of which she had dreamed up at the orphanage but hadn't had the right setting or materials. Her favorite prank which she'd been dreaming of doing though she had yet to do. She wanted to find someone who really deserved it, more than the whoopie cushion and the tacks on the chairs or the toilet paper-less stalls in the girl's bathrooms. It wasn't long until she did though...

While Jodie gained some friendships, she wouldn't allow them to come visit her out of the embarrassment that she still lived in an orphanage. Unfortunately, one of her newly made friends, a tickle-me-pink colored cat, found it entirely rude and unheard of. She felt that Jodie had no right to hide anything from them if she really was their friend. This bothered Jodie some, but she decided to let it be. Then, this so-called friend began to question her background, her motives, and her opinions. She started spreading rumors that her parents were really psychopaths and that Jodie was no more than one of those murdering kids at school that would one day show up with a gun and tell them that she was going to kill them in the name of the devil.

That hit a nerve. The very next day, Jodie set out to the janitor's closet and stole a can of black paint and a stool. From there, she excused herself to the bathroom and sneaked off back to her locker first to retrieve the stolen item and then to the restroom like she said she was going to originally. That friend of hers was in the same class as her, and she knew very well that every day she'd go out to the restroom during that class to reapply her make-up. For one, it'd kill time seeing as it was indeed a very dull period and for another, she was a bit obsessive over looking her best. A moment more of waiting and Jodie felt it was time. She opened the door to the bathroom somewhat before grabbing the stool and setting it next to it. Then, she promptly pulled off the lid of the paint can. Lifting it up by the handle with one hand, she climbed up on top of the stool, using her other hand to balance herself out. At last, she placed the can up atop the door, leaning against the wall some. Satisfied with her work, she grabbed the stool, slipped over into the first stall, and waited.

Shortly afterwards, she heard a familiar pair of footsteps. These were followed by the slight creak of the entrance door as Jodie heard a barely audible 'That's strange...There better not be any-'

SLOOSH
"AHH!"
PANG

Jodie peeked out from her hiding place just in time to see her former friend rush over to the nearest sink, screaming about her hair and her fur. Swiftly, she ducked out from the stall and rushed at the entrance, clearing it just before the cat managed to get her hair out of her eyes to see what was going on. Jodie heard further curses and even hissing coming from the bathroom, but her main focus was returning to class. Unfortunately for her, while she may have escaped the possibility of having claw marks on her for weeks, she was caught red-handed. To her misfortune, her tail had decided to take a dip in the paint and it was shimmering a brand new jet black coat when the cat returned to the room, still in quite bad shape.The female vixen was immediately sent to the principal's office where she was dismissed from school early.

Back at the orphanage, the caretakers were outraged by her behavior. While it was bright for her young age of ten, they thought that if she was so smart, she should have known better. As punishment for such acts and disrespect for her caretakers, they had her drop from school. Jodie slumped into a stage of depression. She began to miss the friends she had made during her classes plus it had given her something to look forward to during the day. Now that she had been forced to live out her days always in the orphanage, she felt trapped, even abandoned.

In this slump though, she found herself building up a new talent. With her will for pulling pranks gone seeing as most of the other kids in the orphanage were younger than her and easy pickings, she soon set to drawing. Interestingly enough, she was pretty good and a few of them even disappeared from her bedside and found themselves displayed in the main playroom. She never said anything though to the caretakers. Just left them there for others to wonder who had drawn them. Most depicted a sad little blue dragon perched atop a mountain facing the sunset and appearing that it was waiting for something. Well, the waiting wouldn't last long...

A few weeks later, Jodie woke to someone shaking her. At first, she just grumbled a usual 'Just a few more minutes..', but after hearing what the caretaker whispered in her ear, she sprang out of bed. Someone was interested in adopting her! She raced out of the room and into the lobby before anyone could have said 'Sonic'.

It was there that she jumped back in surprise. The people that wanted to adopt her... were humans! At first, she wasn't sure what to think. She'd heard all sorts of stories about them, good and bad. She also still thought they looked weird seeing as she had gone to an all furries school and only saw them on the streets. Still, as she went over to see them, they seemed rather nice. In turn, the man and woman seemed to take a liking to Jodie's wild personality, much unlike the other people that came.

Moments later, she was in a car heading to her new home.
There, she met who was to be her little brother, Riarios. Unfortunately for Jodie, he wasn't too keen on furries in general so when he found out Jodie was going to be part of the family, he became really quiet and ran off to his room. Her new parents tried to disguise his behavior, stating that he just wasn't used to meeting new people in general, but Jodie knew better. Still, it didn't stop her from slowly slipping into the fold of the family. She soon discovered that her adopted parents both worked at an agency to help relationships grow between the humans and furries. It was just a small office some blocks away, but it seemed well established and Jodie tended to enjoy hearing about their successes.

Unfortunately, Riarios wasn't one of them. For some reason or another, he hated Jodie's guts with a passion from hell. Whatever they went into together, he'd always be complaining about something, accusing her of stealing from him even. He'd argue when it came to chores to, constantly stating that his parents didn't care about him anymore, that she was spoiled. In return for his rude behavior, Jodie set back into pranks, getting herself in trouble quite a few times, but it was never enough to get her kicked out of the house. Her new parents figured it was just from the effect that the orphanage had had on her and even told their caretaker who they had hired to watch the two when they were at the office , a komodo dragon named Dromar Kadin (the only "furry" Riarios seemed to trust), that it was the case for her actions. Regardless, this battle between siblings continued until...

It was a usual day for her brother. The furries has just been let out of school... all furries but one. Riarios. He was just making his way home when a group of older furries cornered him. They demanded him to hand over sort of money he had since he had been avoiding them all day out of luck for once. He grimaced, knowing all too well he had been able to eat lunch that day, been able to get around without as much as a cut or bruise. It had been a good day for him... up until now. His parents' dreams had been to get him to enjoy the company of furries by having him go to an all furries school. Unfortunately, with this single group of violent outcasts, it had done the exact opposite. And this time, without money, it seemed to him that he wasn't going to come home that afternoon.

As two of them held him up against a wall, the other getting ready to set a blow to his ribcage, a blur of violet and silver fur tackled the attacker to the ground, punching his lights out as the other two yelped in surprise. Taking the opportunity, adrenaline fueling him, Riarios tore from his captors' grip, giving a swift kick to the one's left knee. A loud scream echoed in the alley as its knee was bent backward and the other looked at the human kid furiously before a fist suddenly connected with the side of his jaw, knocking a few teeth out in the process as the furry, a raccoon, slumped to the ground, dazed and in obvious pain. The fist retreated back to its owner, none other than Jodie.

"Come on," was all that she muttered before grabbing Riarios by the arm and running home as fast as she could. They retreated home as quickly as possible. Even though she was told not to, Jodie took as many shortcuts as possible, her adopted brother nearly waving behind her like a banner. They arrived home at record time. Jodie immediately went for her room, slamming the door after herself. A tense while passed. Their parents arrived home earlier than usual. Apparently, they had gotten a call from the school.

Soon, the four were seated in the living room where Jodie and Riarios told them of their plight. For once, Rios didn't seem to mind his step-sister's company. When they spoke of the fight, their mom frowned and quickly checked them both over as they protested, stating they were fine. A large purple bruise on Jodie's fist that had connected with the raccoon. Moments later, they were in the car, heading for the hospital. There, she confirmed that she'd busted her hand and got right to work on getting it in a cast. Unfortunately, this new news also brought upon the fact that she had really shattered the one bone in it. They weren't sure if it'd ever fully heal. Jodie cursed her adrenaline underneath her breath. That'd also mean that her drawing ability would possibly be shot too.

Some weeks after the incident, Jodie was nosing around for something to do in her spare time. She had been dismissed early due to the lower grades having testing and was trying to find something to do. Digging through her parents' room as a last resort, she found a pair of fans. As bored as she was, the designs on them seemed to intrigue her, consisting of several violets patterned in such an elegant way, she would have never thought her mother would own such things. Jodie pictured her as being hard working, dressed up in overalls and an over-sized T-shirt when she was dealing with the house or a blouse and dress slacks for her job. Never this.

Jodie started twirling them around curiously, moving them through the air smoothly, memorized by their beauty. In fact, she was so out of it, what seemed like moments later, she was interrupted by her smiling mother. It was then the fox realized... She'd been dancing all that time with some silly fans!? No, that couldn't be right. She was a tomboy. That stuff was too girly for her. And yet... When she looked back on it, she found it very relaxing. Sure, she was a complete flop at it, but having been deprived of drawing, writing, and practically everything else she enjoyed, it was a relief.

Soon afterwards, at the age of fourteen, Jodie had herself signed up for a dance class that fit into the fold of that style. At first, she was rather sloppy, especially since her hand was busted yet. Still, she persisted even through the pain sometimes. Her instructor always seemed to give her the let down though which frustrated her, making her pursue it with an even more forceful attitude. Jodie wasn't about to let some "old hag" tell her otherwise.

The cast was off a couple months later. Jodie sure wasn't going to miss it either. Unfortunately, the doctor had been right though. Her hand felt more fragile and she still had to be careful with it. Surprisingly though, it seemed like it was enhancing her skill with the fans. The way her bone was off slightly made it easier for her to flow more with that fan. Her drawing had become somewhat sloppy though as well as her writing which was indeed a disappointment. She often felt a lot of pain that night if she was writing all school day. It didn't stop her though. She continued to work as hard as she did any day usually, training her hand back into at least most of the shape it had been in. There were days when it just hurt too much though. Sometimes she'd have homework yet too. Riarios stepped up to the plate to help her at that point. The two had grown close to one another over the last month or so after the incident. While her brother still wasn't fond of furries overall, she was glad that the hatred he had for her had finally melted away.

Years seemed to quietly pass by. Jodie continued to work hard at school with her brother. The furries from before hadn't bothered them since the one unexpected and frightening incident with Rios' big sister. Jodie was also getting better and better with her fans. She even outdid most of her classmates though not all. Regardless, she wasn't worried about being the best. More or less, she just enjoyed the gift she had and went with it. Still, the quiet enjoyment didn't seem to want to last. Her instructor began to pester her about entering competitions. She kept saying it would really benefit Jodie with the prize money. But the vixen didn't want any money. In fact, she was quite content with how she lived. Still, her instructor persisted... Until finally...

A competition had been announced at the beginning of a class as usual. Jodie tuned it out as she spun her fans around to warm up. That is, until she heard about the prize. Apparently, it was a pair of ancient like fans. Excitement filled the pit of her stomach and she quickly signed up at the age of seventeen. Weeks upon weeks, she worked as hard as she could manage on her skill. She still found that she had many faults to her practice, despite how her instructor praised her now. Jodie often lost sleep caught up in wondering what she would do with those fans. Certainly, they wouldn't just be for display. There was just something about them... that seemed different from looking at the photo of them on the poster of the competition. This curiosity helped further fuel her into practicing harder for the contest.

It approached quickly. Soon enough, she was in the gym, showing her moves in front of the large audience. A lot of furries and humans would have backed out from just that, but Jodie had learned to tune out the people watching her from practicing out in public areas sometimes. So long as she heard the music running through her head, she was fine. Several other competitors took their stand in the contest as well. Jodie still seemed pretty sure that she would win though. That is, until a leopard took her turn. Her moves were absolutely mind-blowing and, despite Jodie knowing how hard she had worked for this, there was no doubt in her mind that this feline definitely deserved to win more than her.

Her prediction came true. The leopard nearly doubled her in the amount of points given which had Jodie brooding a bit, considering she hadn't expected her to do that well. In the end, she figured that the judges just thought her more alluring with her perfect spotted coated. She would have thought on it more had the leopard not come up to her with the very fans she so desired. The leopard thought they'd suit Jodie better than herself, especially since she'd already won a nice pair before. The feline figured that Jodie deserved them more. The fox was astonished and thanked her many times over. Her parents and Rios then all went out for ice cream to celebrate her coming in second at the competition. The people at the shop even gave them half price since she'd come in second. Afterwards, they went home and soon off to bed after such a long, exciting day.

The next day after school, however, Jodie set to the new fans right away. She took careful examination of them at first, much like she did with her mothers. Then, she slowly began to start dancing with them. As she kicked it up a notch though, flicking one of them gracefully in the direction of a nearby window, its glass suddenly shattered. Startled, Jodie looked around nervously, wondering how she had managed that with a simple fan. Sure, had she thrown it, she would have definitely seen that happening, but it had just been a flick of her wrist. Curiousity getting the better of her, she flicked it again only this time towards the wall. This caused the lone picture frame to go crashing down. Jodie winced. Maybe screwing around with them wasn't a very good idea.

Still... It made her wonder as she put them away...and the next day she had them out again. Only this time, she was outside. After taking a cautious look over them, she tried what she did again to end up making some nearly bushes shudder for a moment. Jodie continued to experiment with them, slowly at first, but then faster as he confidence grew. Rios watched her quietly from his bedroom window in astonishment. He'd never seen such a thing before. And he kept watching whenever he had the chance, finding it pretty cool to see something like that. He never said a word to his sister though. He figured it better not to bother her.

It was weeks after she obtained them though that she learned the truth. While cooking up a meal in the kitchen one evening, she was making her way over to the knives when she tripped and fell, hitting against the counter with enough force that caused the holder to fall with her. As the knives came crashing her way, she raised a hand in a vain attempt to stop them. To her surprising discovery, a burst of wind shot forth and repelled them away from her. As it turned out, the sudden wind had been her own hidden power that whole time. She felt guilty then though, thinking she might have accidentally cheated during the competition she was in and thus decided from then on to only dance as a recreational activity.

Months went by still. Jodie graduated and decided, with her hand properly working again, that she'd get back into drawing and try her best to become a great artist. While she enjoyed her fans, she didn't want to use that for money. If she did, she'd only end up finding it as a chore. Her father wasn't all that fond of it, knowing that it was a risky job, but her mother, on the other hand, encouraged her to follow her heart...and so she did. Jodie ended up working for a newspaper as a political cartoonist for a while. She didn't earn much, but she enjoyed taking something abstract and making it concrete in a sense. She still worked with her fans to, managing to actually find out what step moves produced what. A year into her work though, life took a turn for the worse.

It was a usual day: her parents were out working at the agency, her brother at school, and she at home, scrambling to make the due date with her latest newspaper project. She was listening to the radio idly when she heard an announcement... Her parents' agency had been attacked by some sort of terrorist group! Jodie dropped everything and darted out of the house, making her way quickly to their working quarters to find it a smoldering, collapsed mess with officers already trying their best to persuade people to back up. She watched desperately, looking for any sign of her parents. Hours later, her mother's body was found. She was dead, having been apparently caught right in the blast of what they had confirmed to be a C-4 bomb. Several had been planted at the base of the building from what they could tell. They never found her father.

The next few days were full of misery. A funeral was held for all the victims, human and furry alike, and soon after, Jodie and Rios took off to live with their former caretaker, Dromar, who welcomed them with open arms. Still, life had just never tasted as sweet as before. And they never found out the terrorists that killed her human parents. Jodie, however, tired of her questions being unanswered, has figured that it's about time for her to go off and find out.

Weapons: 2 x War Fans

Combat Skills: Intermediate
Her combat skills are no where near fine tuned and a lot of her moves actually come out of in-cooperating dance moves into it. In short, she's dead lucky she learned some moves or she wouldn't stand a chance.

Magic [Intermediate, Wind]
Despite finding out about her ability to conjure wind later in her years, the fans and her dancing capabilities have helped her improve vastly in her technique. She still has a lot to learn though.

Moves:

Wheel of Chance [Medium hit, Quick Play]
Running towards her opponent, Jodie suddenly does a half-cartwheel, launching herself off her towards her opponent with her arms. She flips once through the air as she draws her fans, aiming two sloped slashes at them.

Defects - If they catch her before she jumps, it ends the attack. Also, if they parry her fans, it leaves her open to a counter. This is her second most exhausting move.

Valore's Gale [Light-Medium Hit, Single Projectile, Quick Play]
She whips her war fans at her opponent in one strong, swift movement, trying to hit them. Only seconds after, a strong gust of wind emits from the direction in which she attacked, intent on flinging her opponent away.

Defect - While the attack is swift, it generally isn't very strong. Also, repeated use on the same opponent can lead them easily predicting her motions and getting out of harm's way.

Winds of Change [Medium-Strong Hit (with minor status effect), Two Turn]
Jodie spins her war fans around rapidly, faster and faster. By the second turn, a whirlwind has picked up in front of her, intending to hurl her opponent into the air. Upon succession, it will spin them around until it dies (lasts about 5-15 seconds) or they get flung out. While in the twister, debris can hit them. This move may cause the opponent to be dizzy and unfocused afterwards.

Defects - This move depends a lot on the surroundings. The less debris around to be thrown, the less damage will be done. Also, it does not affect robots, since they're too heavy. Lastly, it can be countered with a higher level spell.

Agile Breeze [Minor Status Enhancement, Two-Turn]
Jodie holds a hand up to her breast a moment as it begins to glow a faint gold aura, a current of wind picking up around her. One turn later, the wind suddenly 'explodes' outwards. From there, her agility is doubled for the next few posts, making her capable of dodging twice as well.

Defects - Once executed, the enhancement only lasts for two to three posts. If she uses this move more than three times per battle, she'll heavily exhaust herself. Thus, she resorts to the move generally when she's got the disadvantage in the fight.

Skills:

First Aid [Beginner ]
Jodie can treat minor injuries like small cuts and bruises due to helping her brother or herself. Unfortunately, she doesn't have extensive knowledge past a bit of wrapping, basic cleansing, and band aids.

Swift Run [Advanced]
While clumsy at times, she's exceptional at running, capable of hitting up the 65mph. While she's no Sonic the Hedgehog, she still prides herself in the fact that she can keep up and in many times beat any other runner she's come across.

Dance Technique [Advanced]
Jodie can pull off some fancy moves. These won her second place in a contest and are actually even helpful when defending herself since she's never taken any self-defense classes.

Strengths:

+ Jodie is exceptionally swift. A lot of this is due to her constant runs from the office back to home and going out shopping for her family whether it be for food or other goods. It keeps her muscles trained and she enjoys seeing the looks on the faces of others as she slips by. While she couldn't challenge Sonic, the fox does hope to one day see to a race with him. Although she highly doubts it would happen.

+ Jocelyne is considerably agile. She may not be as agile as she is fast, but with being a fur, she more than likely can easily dodge attacks made by clumsy humans and the like. Her stamina is also fairly good. It will take more than a mere couple punches to bring her down.

+ Even at her age, Jodie has a sense of trickery that comes from her mocking jokes. In other words, she can really think on her feet and BS to people when needed. A lot of this comes from working for the paper and her general tendency to make wise cracks.

Weaknesses:

- Unfortunately, while speedy, Jocelyne has little to gain with brute strength. Some of it is due to her right hand being crippled from years before. However, a lot more of it remains on the fact that Jodie's never really been a fighter. She's never resorted to weight-training either. Really, the fox sees no point to it. She's content with what she can do, although it's safe to say that without this strength, it will take her physically longer to take someone down with her bare hands, if it's even possible.


- She may be fairly agile, but no doubt she could hardly have a chance at dodging a bullet. Even if she started running out of its way, her acceleration wouldn't be enough. As for her stamina, she might be able to hold her own for a while. However, given she's been fighting for a while and especially against a more experienced opponent, unless she comes up with a good strategy, she'll be the first to fall.

- Although Jodie is more than comfortable on either her own or neutral grounds, given she's in a tight situation, she can slip up. Other things such as convincing hostile strategies, tiredness, and/or drugs used on her will easily take away this usual strength.

NPCs:

Name: Dromar Kadin

Species: Komodo Dragon

Age: 34

Relation: Godfather/Former Caretaker

Appearance: Dromar's scales are rather rough and a dark sapphire. His eyes are, however, are a bright, shimmering orange. He also has a wild, short ebony hair.

Clothes:
Top: None
Bottom: Torn up dark jet black carpenter pants that are too short on his legs
Footwear: Dark tan, steel-toe work boots
Accesories: A dragon tattoo on his arm (will draw later)

Personality: Dromar's much unlike several of his kind. He's caring, kind, and enjoys goofing off. In fact, the last bit is the reason why he never quite settled in at the office. Dromar's not fond of a completely serious environment. In fact, it bores/bothers him to no end. He's also not fond of dead silence which often leads him to keeping himself quite busy. When he's not out working at the small joke shop down the street, he's sticking around with Riarios and Jodie or tuning up his old car.

Past: Dromar knew Matthew and Aria for several years before they began raising children, having met them when he came in to work for the agency a while. He quit soon after though, finding the paperwork too boring for his tastes, and finds himself often trying to tune up his favorite ride, an old porshce he found at a junkyard and had fixed up by a friend. He returned to help out the two when Rios was born and then also when Jodie came along. Even though it's been a few years since the last time he's watched over them, he still feels like a father to the two.

Weapon: Claws

Combat [Intermediate]
Dromar's learned some basic self-defense from general city life.

Defying Strike [Light hit, Counter, Quick Play]
As his opponent tries to get a hold of him or attacks, Dromar ducks out of the way while spinning. The move is meant to send them grounded if they trip on his tail as it comes around.

Defect - If he is hit, the attack is off. It's also not typically a powerful move, meant just just give him more of an upper hand.

Clawing Fury [Medium hit, Quick Play]
Dromar slashes forth with both claws in an alternating manner (but only once).

Defect - The attack is strictly close-range.

Skills:

Transport [Advanced]
Using his old porshce, Dromar can give people a lift. He's been driving for a while so he's handy at it and more than likely capable of making sharp bends and trailing someone if he has to.


Name: Riarios Coltin

Species: Human

Age: 16

Relation:Brother - Adoption-wise

Appearance: Well, facial:


Gives you an idea until I draw something. Ignore the clothes though. Yoinked from some random anime.

Personality: Rios is a rather stubborn kid. He likes to take his problems into his own hands and never asks for help. It doesn't mean he won't take it though when it's handed out to him. Still, he's a diligent kid that often finds himself captured in wanting to solved unanswered questions and enjoys watching people dance though he'll never admit it. Jodie teases him that he's a hopeless romantic at heart.

Past: Riarios has grown up with a deep hatred for furries ever since he began school and they started bullying him around, him being the only human going there. What his parents thought would bring acceptance and even friendship to the other "world" instead brought home a hungry, upset, and even sometimes angry Rios. He only liked Dromar 'cause the komodo dragon treated him like his own son when his parents weren't around. Thus, there was his disgust when Jodie joined the family. That is, until she helped him with that same ring of bullies who had been tormenting him the last several years. From there on, the two have become quite close.

Weapon: Fists

Combat: [Intermediate]
Rios doesn't have any fancy moves, but he can defend himself to an extent due to getting into fights at school.

Counter Cut [Medium hit, Counter]
Rios ducks out of the way as someone throws a punch, soon afterwards thrusting an uppercut up at his opponent.

Defect - Once he's thrown it, whether he hit or not, he's open to an attack.

Skills:

First Aid [Intermediate]
Unlike his sister, Rios can treat injuries like small to medium-sized cuts, light burns, and bruises due to the fights he's gotten dragged into at the school. He does have some extensive knowledge past a bit of wrapping, basic cleansing, and band aids, but he wouldn't know how to treat something like a broken bone. Aside from making a temporary splint for it that usually breaks within twenty-four hours.