"If I can't dance, I don't want to be part of your revolution."
Dirk trudged through Mossflower woods, his eyes staring ahead, and his ears open to the sounds around him. It had been about a week now since his old "friends" abandoned him. The memory left a sour taste in the ferret's mouth, so he tried to keep his mind occupied with other things. Like finding food. He hadn't stolen anything since the bandits had left him, so he had resorted to scavenging around the forest. Of course, that could never compare to food that was actually prepared by somebeast. Dirk was certainly no chef, nor did he really have any desire to be. His talents lay elsewhere, mainly in the art of stealth. Although, perhaps he should expand his repertoire. Tracking was certainly something he could benefit from learning, seeing as how he had not been able to find anybeast lately. Tracking was a skill of one of the bandits he used to be with, so Dirk never had any reason to learn it. Now, though, it seemed like it would be a very useful thing to know. Unfortunately, there was nobeast around to teach him. And even if there was, it was highly unlikely that Dirk would trust them enough to learn from them. So, for the moment, the ferret just kept walking.
Full Name: Dirk Shadowfur
Description: Tall and skinny, as most ferrets are, with dark grey fur and green eyes. On his face is usually a neutral expression and darting eyes. He typically wears a black cloak.
Possessions: Carries two daggers and a set of lockpicks.
- Not very strong
Dirk prefers to keep his emotions to himself, and doesn't trust anybeast. Deep down, he'd really like to, but past experiences haven't really given him much reason to do so. He wouldn't harm a beast for no reason, especially if he could help it. However, if somebeast had something he wanted, Dirk would absolutely try to steal it for himself.
Dirk used to roll with a group of bandits, stealing vittles from beasts to feed themselves. However, bandits aren't known for being the most friendly creatures. So, when it became clear that they would benefit from it, they betrayed Dirk and abandoned him. Dirk has since survived on his own in the woods, using what he knows to keep himself from starving, and always looking upon others with weary and untrusting eyes.
(First time making a character on this site, so any feedback would be appreciated!~)