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Yup, that would actually be ideal, then all I have to do is copy/paste stuff, not think it up. 
Here comes the character bio...
Name: Crimson Wolf
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Physical Appearance: Humanoid Form:
Credit to Hillary at DeviantArt for the image.
His height is 6'0, weight is 210 pounds. Crimson Wolf, like most of his race, prefers to be in his Humanoid Form. He has a fairly muscular body, though it would normally not be too noticeable for all the fur a Ferfnir has, his superior strength is apparent, and he doesn't attempt to cover up his entire body to hide it.
Overall appearance, for the most part, is the same as that of a Wolf, as any Ferfnir's is. In his Humanoid Form, he usually walks on two legs, though in either this shape or in his Feral Form, he must run on all four legs to run at his top speed.
His eye color is light brown, nose is also brown, fur is quite long, and primarily black in color, but has some crimson colored fur of unusual markings across the left side of his face, torso, low in particular, and on his tail. There is also crimson colored fur along the sides of his tail.
He wears a long, sleek black and silver leather coat, open, and a pair of sweat pants that are all black, and fit him loosely, so he uses a brown belt with a silver belt buckle to keep it held up well.
He never wears shoes, partly due to the problem of not being able to acquire any that will fit, though he never really looked much, because it is also his preference, feeling more free without any to be trying to walk awkwardly in with his paws.
Only wears his light weight clothing as opposed to armour, he never wears armour, be it considered light armour or heavy armour, one time that he tried it, he disliked the restricted movement greatly, he values his kin's natural capabilities highly, and has no intention to negatively impact his mobility with heavy armours.
Feral Form:
He is basically a Black Wolf, but due to the odd, crimson colored fur on him, he calls himself Crimson Wolf.
Other than not wearing any of the clothes he does in his humanoid form, just having a couple of patches of crimson colored fur instead of markings, and his actual shape being the same as that of any Wolf, he maintains the same overall appearance otherwise, black fur all over everywhere other than the two areas, being across the left side of the face, now covering the front of the ear as well, and at the end of the tail, that have red fur.
But as a result of the shape change differences, his height and weight are altered, and become more like that of a regular, quadruped Wolf's. Height: 3'0. Weight: 140 pounds.
When shifting to this shape, it may seem odd going from having strange, inexplicable markings, to the area just becoming all crimson colored fur across the one side of the face, with no pattern to it, or on his tail, but the markings only appear in his true form, his human shape, of which he was born into.
Weapon: His own sharp claws and fangs. Always having very much wolf-like paws for hands, he could not wield anything well, only possibly being able to by securing it within his muzzle.
Even then, by holding something like so, it would be rendered pretty much useless seeing as swinging a blade would be awkward, and shooting with a gun would seem impossible, in general any weapons of which he was not born with would seem most inefficient for him.
Materia: Ice, Earth, Time, Seal, HP Up, SPD Up.
Limit Break: Choker Stab (feel free to suggest better name). Quickly rush at an enemy, thrusting claws into it's throat, then launching the target away and to the ground with good force.
Personality: Crimson Wolf generally has a cool, laid back personality, and is very tame and approachable. There are two sensitive subjects for him though; his past, and any serious reasoning to fear for his sister's life, he is very protective of her, since he learned of her existence then met her.
He would from time to time get scolded by the others in the Wolf pack (details in History), but he would just apologize then move on from it.
When he is alone and bored, he may sometimes play with his tail when he is not very tired and suddenly in a playful mood (only in Feral Form), while other times he will look up at the stars and the moon in the sky at night.
If alone, bored, and tired, he will simply go to sleep. Strangely, when in his humanoid form, he prefers to sleep lying face down. This is most likely just to avoid laying on his tail, since every once in a while, when he is sitting down somewhere late at night, he sometimes nods off, shortly after falling back and landing on his tail, which would cause it to sting a bit for a while.
As for his level of tolerance, if someone were to accidentally trip and spill water on him, but then apologizes, he wouldn't really let it bother him, just say something along the lines of
"It's nothing, don't worry about it. But now I'm all wet...if you'll excuse me, I have to go get dried off."
Even though his fur is of dark colors, and he wears dark colored clothing, he isn't the least bit sinister, and is strongly against the killing of the innocent, and despises criminals, but even them he will not always just attack mercilessly, but bring them to justice rather than to their graves.
As for someone killing another in self defence, the other brought it upon them self when they went looking to pick trouble, just a matter of time before they pick on the wrong person and get what they have coming to them. Sounds cruel, but such is life.
Though he tries to be unnoticed doing this, if he knows there will a tough fight just ahead of him or a series of fights, he will go aside and think back on the more harsh experiences from his past to intentionally shed tears, he will be able to fight better after getting this out of his system, an odd but indeed a useful, not meaningless course of action to take as a battle preparation from time to time.
If someone sees him doing this, they may not understand how doing this gives him strength. But one would have to see his face to tell he is being emotional, as he always has his eyes closed during this, and is silent, so someone would have to see at least a tear trickle down his furry face to be able to tell if he is doing this.
History: Shortly after Crimson Wolf was born, while the parents were off to get some food for him, in their Feral Form to move quickly and easily in their quadruped forms to kill something in the wild to bring back for him to eat, a hunter was in the area, and they were spotted and got shot down, then the hunter took their Wolf pelts.
Having never returned, Crimson Wolf began to worry for their safety, and after some days passed he became very hungry, then walked as best as he could, though still being very young, and didn't have much strength at that time, not enough to walk on two legs, though technically in his Humanoid Form, at his age it was that of an infant, though mind was already more developed.
He searched and searched for his parents, until eventually he found their bodies, a bullet hole in each, stripped of all their fur, and had began to decompose. He was terrified by this sight, he knew they were dead, and it was clear a hunter was responsible for it.
Howling out mournfully, he knew he was now alone, without any family, or any friends. After some time of this, a pack of Wolves heard this and came, and witnessed what must have happened.
They felt for him, so they took him into the pack and looked after him for years to come, seeing as he had no one left to take care of him while he is growing up.
But it wasn't very long before they all realized he was much different from them, when he grew strong enough to be able to walk on two legs, but Crimson Wolf explained what his race is as his parents explained to him when they were still alive.
They understood it, he even demonstrated his change from his Humanoid Form to his Feral Form, once he grew large enough. He would almost always be in his Feral Form so he would fit in with the pack better, but they knew his true form, and he knew it, he was just glad they accepted him still.
The Wolf pack had always lived in fear of the hunters, but Crimson Wolf often strayed close to a fairly close by village, observing the behavior of the people there, studying some human behaviors.
However, from time to time the rest of the pack would scold him for being around the humans so much, that what if a hunter spots him one of the times, and he ends up leading him right to them, that the person would kill them all.
Though frightened by the mere thought of it, he responds that he can't help it, he can't help but be interested in humans, all the things they do, say, and use, but not fond of guns at all.
When he grew up to his full size, strength and maturity, he wanted to show his appreciation for the pack taking such good care of him through the years, so he told them he was going to speak with the people in the village, and try get them to agree to stop hunting the Wolves in the forest.
I suppose History could go on further, but that suffices, does it not? Probably more than enough, I would imagine.
Here comes the character bio...Name: Crimson Wolf
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Physical Appearance: Humanoid Form:
Credit to Hillary at DeviantArt for the image.
His height is 6'0, weight is 210 pounds. Crimson Wolf, like most of his race, prefers to be in his Humanoid Form. He has a fairly muscular body, though it would normally not be too noticeable for all the fur a Ferfnir has, his superior strength is apparent, and he doesn't attempt to cover up his entire body to hide it.
Overall appearance, for the most part, is the same as that of a Wolf, as any Ferfnir's is. In his Humanoid Form, he usually walks on two legs, though in either this shape or in his Feral Form, he must run on all four legs to run at his top speed.
His eye color is light brown, nose is also brown, fur is quite long, and primarily black in color, but has some crimson colored fur of unusual markings across the left side of his face, torso, low in particular, and on his tail. There is also crimson colored fur along the sides of his tail.
He wears a long, sleek black and silver leather coat, open, and a pair of sweat pants that are all black, and fit him loosely, so he uses a brown belt with a silver belt buckle to keep it held up well.
He never wears shoes, partly due to the problem of not being able to acquire any that will fit, though he never really looked much, because it is also his preference, feeling more free without any to be trying to walk awkwardly in with his paws.
Only wears his light weight clothing as opposed to armour, he never wears armour, be it considered light armour or heavy armour, one time that he tried it, he disliked the restricted movement greatly, he values his kin's natural capabilities highly, and has no intention to negatively impact his mobility with heavy armours.
Feral Form:
He is basically a Black Wolf, but due to the odd, crimson colored fur on him, he calls himself Crimson Wolf.
Other than not wearing any of the clothes he does in his humanoid form, just having a couple of patches of crimson colored fur instead of markings, and his actual shape being the same as that of any Wolf, he maintains the same overall appearance otherwise, black fur all over everywhere other than the two areas, being across the left side of the face, now covering the front of the ear as well, and at the end of the tail, that have red fur.
But as a result of the shape change differences, his height and weight are altered, and become more like that of a regular, quadruped Wolf's. Height: 3'0. Weight: 140 pounds.
When shifting to this shape, it may seem odd going from having strange, inexplicable markings, to the area just becoming all crimson colored fur across the one side of the face, with no pattern to it, or on his tail, but the markings only appear in his true form, his human shape, of which he was born into.
Weapon: His own sharp claws and fangs. Always having very much wolf-like paws for hands, he could not wield anything well, only possibly being able to by securing it within his muzzle.
Even then, by holding something like so, it would be rendered pretty much useless seeing as swinging a blade would be awkward, and shooting with a gun would seem impossible, in general any weapons of which he was not born with would seem most inefficient for him.
Materia: Ice, Earth, Time, Seal, HP Up, SPD Up.
Limit Break: Choker Stab (feel free to suggest better name). Quickly rush at an enemy, thrusting claws into it's throat, then launching the target away and to the ground with good force.
Personality: Crimson Wolf generally has a cool, laid back personality, and is very tame and approachable. There are two sensitive subjects for him though; his past, and any serious reasoning to fear for his sister's life, he is very protective of her, since he learned of her existence then met her.
He would from time to time get scolded by the others in the Wolf pack (details in History), but he would just apologize then move on from it.
When he is alone and bored, he may sometimes play with his tail when he is not very tired and suddenly in a playful mood (only in Feral Form), while other times he will look up at the stars and the moon in the sky at night.
If alone, bored, and tired, he will simply go to sleep. Strangely, when in his humanoid form, he prefers to sleep lying face down. This is most likely just to avoid laying on his tail, since every once in a while, when he is sitting down somewhere late at night, he sometimes nods off, shortly after falling back and landing on his tail, which would cause it to sting a bit for a while.
As for his level of tolerance, if someone were to accidentally trip and spill water on him, but then apologizes, he wouldn't really let it bother him, just say something along the lines of
"It's nothing, don't worry about it. But now I'm all wet...if you'll excuse me, I have to go get dried off."
Even though his fur is of dark colors, and he wears dark colored clothing, he isn't the least bit sinister, and is strongly against the killing of the innocent, and despises criminals, but even them he will not always just attack mercilessly, but bring them to justice rather than to their graves.
As for someone killing another in self defence, the other brought it upon them self when they went looking to pick trouble, just a matter of time before they pick on the wrong person and get what they have coming to them. Sounds cruel, but such is life.
Though he tries to be unnoticed doing this, if he knows there will a tough fight just ahead of him or a series of fights, he will go aside and think back on the more harsh experiences from his past to intentionally shed tears, he will be able to fight better after getting this out of his system, an odd but indeed a useful, not meaningless course of action to take as a battle preparation from time to time.
If someone sees him doing this, they may not understand how doing this gives him strength. But one would have to see his face to tell he is being emotional, as he always has his eyes closed during this, and is silent, so someone would have to see at least a tear trickle down his furry face to be able to tell if he is doing this.
History: Shortly after Crimson Wolf was born, while the parents were off to get some food for him, in their Feral Form to move quickly and easily in their quadruped forms to kill something in the wild to bring back for him to eat, a hunter was in the area, and they were spotted and got shot down, then the hunter took their Wolf pelts.
Having never returned, Crimson Wolf began to worry for their safety, and after some days passed he became very hungry, then walked as best as he could, though still being very young, and didn't have much strength at that time, not enough to walk on two legs, though technically in his Humanoid Form, at his age it was that of an infant, though mind was already more developed.
He searched and searched for his parents, until eventually he found their bodies, a bullet hole in each, stripped of all their fur, and had began to decompose. He was terrified by this sight, he knew they were dead, and it was clear a hunter was responsible for it.
Howling out mournfully, he knew he was now alone, without any family, or any friends. After some time of this, a pack of Wolves heard this and came, and witnessed what must have happened.
They felt for him, so they took him into the pack and looked after him for years to come, seeing as he had no one left to take care of him while he is growing up.
But it wasn't very long before they all realized he was much different from them, when he grew strong enough to be able to walk on two legs, but Crimson Wolf explained what his race is as his parents explained to him when they were still alive.
They understood it, he even demonstrated his change from his Humanoid Form to his Feral Form, once he grew large enough. He would almost always be in his Feral Form so he would fit in with the pack better, but they knew his true form, and he knew it, he was just glad they accepted him still.
The Wolf pack had always lived in fear of the hunters, but Crimson Wolf often strayed close to a fairly close by village, observing the behavior of the people there, studying some human behaviors.
However, from time to time the rest of the pack would scold him for being around the humans so much, that what if a hunter spots him one of the times, and he ends up leading him right to them, that the person would kill them all.
Though frightened by the mere thought of it, he responds that he can't help it, he can't help but be interested in humans, all the things they do, say, and use, but not fond of guns at all.
When he grew up to his full size, strength and maturity, he wanted to show his appreciation for the pack taking such good care of him through the years, so he told them he was going to speak with the people in the village, and try get them to agree to stop hunting the Wolves in the forest.
I suppose History could go on further, but that suffices, does it not? Probably more than enough, I would imagine.
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