The Fox Without

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@Rakurai on your first point, I don't really see Tenne being the...polite type, she's stubborn, impolite, and rather blunt, so she's not really gonna be worried about hurting anyone's feelings, should be fun. Just glad I got her in finally, also hope the fight bit didn't seem a little to over the top, want back and forth on it for awhile, but figured it showed a good bit of her character so left it in even if it's a bit cheesy.

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Btw, sorry for the wall of text for Tenne, went a bit longer than I meant, and I wasn't sure before, but apparently she has the mouth of a sailor.

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Tenne

A tall figure exited a rather ramshackle home, the door hanging oddly on its hinges, the windows broken and closed with what looked like recently added boards. The figure was an obviously feminine form, though one with a readily apparent rough edge to her earned from a hard life. She wore a light brown hide coat, a tawny speckled tail emerging from underneath adjusting in response to each step, with a matching pair of constantly shifting ears atop her head. Under the jacket she wore a simple black tank top, and a pair of loose fitting pants and brown boots finished the ensemble.

Tenne sighed as she left her house, carrying a small tote of her few belongings, groaning as she saw the sun already inching through the sky. She should have been gone hours ago, but of course her father hadn’t made anything for the twins to eat that morning. As such she'd been stuck making breakfast one last time, which included corralling them to the table. Though it was a bit easier due to the pair still sporting bruises from when their home had been attacked.

The memory evoked a growl from the back of Tenne's throat, her round speckled ears pressing against her head as she remembered that night. However, she'd more than dealt with the problem, having made sure the perpetrators wouldn't be doing much of anything for some time. Still, it had become obvious that she'd be unable to continue her current line of work and so now she was off to join some uppity human school, some sort of charity the old king hoped would make them forget about the past few hundred years.

She wove through the back alleys, using the paths she'd learned over the years to avoid the guards. A frown crossed her face as her ears perked to attention, the sound of a few bodies up ahead doing their best trying to remain hidden, and with a silent sigh she continued on her path, already knowing the script of the play.

Sure enough as she rounded the corner, ears perked and eyes wide, three humans surrounded her, the tell-tale click of knives coming out making their intentions clear. Tenne rolled her eyes at the display, seeing most of the boys hardly out puff their tween years, the way they held their knives showing they had little to no knowledge about attacking a person.

'But then again, you're not technically a person are you Spots,' came a wicked voice in her head.

Her ears once more pressed back as the thought disappeared as quickly as out had come. She was suddenly brought back to the present as the apparent leader of these children stepped forward, casually brandishing the knife. "Morning to ya miss, 'fraid there's a toll through this alley way, on account o' us keepin' it safe like," he said, circling her as he did.

"Normally da toll naught but 2 silver, but I think we can change things up, " he continued, a weasley smile creeping on to his face as he looked to her prominently displayed ears "For you, I'd say the fee is 6 silver, after all, there's a tax on animals," he finished with a wicked laugh, followed closely by the other two.

Tenne rolled her eyes as they finished they're little tirade, dropping her bag to the ground, rubbing her shoulder a moment before seeming to close the small gap between them in a moment, her forearm against his throat and pinning him to a building wall, a look of calm being slightly ruined by the wide eyes staring rather intently at the boy, "Well, this is rather cute and all, " she said, her words rather odd and measured, "But I'm already late and really don't have time to be fucking around on amateur hour, now tell your boys to drop the knives," Tenne giving a large grin, her large canines on prominent display, "and we can all have a lovely day. "

Silence reigned over the alley for what seemed like hours, before a hint of steel entered the young boys eyes, "Gut tha bitch," before wiggling out of her grip, readying his own knife.

Tenne took on a wide grin as the boys came at her, ' At least they have balls'

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Tenne was breathing hard now as she wiped a shallow cut on her forehead, the boys having put up more of a fight than she had expected, but still nothing she couldn't handle. She grabbed her bag from where she had dropped it, heading out of the alley when her ears pricked , a groan behind her gaining her interest. She fought the urge to turn around but lost the battle, and turned to see one of the boys apparently bleeding out with his own knife sticking out of him, though she couldn't remember using it on him. Though to be fair that wasn't too surprising.

She momentarily considered just leaving him there, but that nagging voice in her head wouldn't leave her alone, groaning as she turned back to them, seeing the other two starting to recover, "Take the lil shit down to the east alley by the market, there's a discrete doctor there, tell him it's from Spots," grimacing at the name, before leaving the alley way behind, not bothering to see if they were taking her advice.

Upon leaving, she spotted the home the beastkin students were supposed to stay in. She groaned as she saw the crowd that was gathering, having hoped to get her stuff in before everyone else arrived and grow used to her setting.

Luckily there seemed to be some kind of commotion involving a...man? Yes definitely a human, he had that arrogant air one gets when they think they can own anything. She wiped the cut on her eyebrow again as the blood got in her eye, trying to sneak in hopefully on the chaos.

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Aight off work now, just gotta be home and Tenne can finally jump in

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So righty, got Tenne up and edited. Sorry for the spelling errors, wrote it on my phone, and damnable autocorrect is being finicky. Anyways, about to head into work, butnill try and get my intro post up this after noon, hopefully she won't break anything XP.

Edit: One thing I am curious about, what is the tech point in this, are we still buggy and horse, or is it set in modern times. Didn't see anything really pointing on away or the other, but may have missed it, I do have a habit of that.

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Hider

Name:Tenne Byzant
Age:18
Gender:Female
Animal: Spotted Hyena
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 200lbs
Hair Color: Light Brown
Eye Color:Golden Brown
Physique: Fairly muscular, amazonian build. Toned muscles with six pack. C-cup
Personality:

(Trait 1): Short Temper- Tenne is always one to take offense easily, rarely holding a grudge when she could settle the matter then and there. While she has tempered the heat somewhat, she's still likely to throw the first punch in a fight if she thinks she has a chance...and sometimes when she doesnt. This also means she's likely the first to leap to someone's defense, ready to fight their battles for them. Ofcourse there isn't always a battle to be won till she arrives.

(Trait 2):Maternal- Having basically raised her brothers with her father always working and their mother dead, Tenne has what she considers a annoyingly persistent need t take care of others, and while it may not be considered TLC, she's rarely able to just abadon someone that looks like they need a leg up. Just be ready to listen to a lot of grumbling in the process

Background:
Born an native to Downtown Almaston, Tennes family was one of the few beastkin families able to stay independent, with her father working wherever he could and her mother having gotten a job helping in a backalley clinic. Though few could say that their living conditions were optimal, it was better than most beastkin could attest to, it was preferable to being owned or split apart. Tenne herself was what one  would call a willful child, often being brought home by towns guards for "provoking" upstanding humans, more often than not covered in more than a few bruises. Other than that things weren't so bad.

Unfortunately, both happiness and despair were brought into the house when she was thirteen. Her mother had rough labor, dying in child birth while being her twin brothers into the world. Afterwards, with now two more mouths to feed, and no longer having their mothers income, Tenne's father was rarely ever home any longer than to sleep a handful of hours, losing touch with his children in the process. Despite his best efforts, the money was not enough to support them all, and so he did not question it when Tenne began bringing home more money than himself.

Early after the birth of her brothers, Tenne became determined to whatever was necessary to keep them going, and soon found her rather paper thin temper could be well served acting as an enforced among gangs. Early on she mearly beat down opposing cutpurses, putting the fear of death to them. However she quickly rose up the ranks, often providing support at meetings between rivals and such. She had to admit, she rather enjoyed a easy source to vent her pent up aggression. However making a name for yourself in these circles comes at a cost.

She came home one day to find her home ransacked, with her young brothers sporting multiple fractures. After working her way through the group that hit her home, she was forced to admit other options were needed. Doing a few last jobs, Tenne saved the money to buy her way out of the gang, as well as grease a few palms to get a rather rough character such as herself into Hartriche Academy. If she's being honest, she'd much rather be still smashing things and getting paid for it...

But Family Comes First.

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Aight, Tenne is all prettied up, not happy with the image, but it's a place holder till I can commision her.

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@MelodyNoir....

Omg, I am going to give you so much money, been looking for someone to do my OCs for awhile...how do you feel about weapons

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No problem on the multicharacter thing, they're more there for the back ground than actually planning on playing them, never been a fan of playing more than one character honestly.

Hider

Name:Tenne Byzant
Age:18
Gender:Female
Animal: Spotted Hyena
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 200lbs
Hair Color: Light Brown
Eye Color:Golden Brown
Physique: Fairly muscular, amazonian build. Toned muscles with six pack. C-cup
Personality:

(Trait 1): Short Temper- Tenne is always one to take offense easily, rarely holding a grudge when she could settle the matter then and there. While are has tempered the heat somewhat, she's still likely to throw the first punch in a fight if she thinks she has a chance...and sometimes when she doesnt. This also means she's likely the first to leap to someone's defense, ready to fight their battles for them. Ofcourse there isn't always a battle to be won till she arrives.

(Trait 2):Maternal- Having basically raised her brothers with her father always working and their mother dead, Tenne has what she considers a annoyingly persistent need t take care of others, and while it may not be considered TLC, she's rarely able to just abadon someone that looks like they need a leg up. Just be ready to listen to a lot of grumbling in the process

Background:
Born an native to Downtown Almaston, Tennes family was one of the few beastkin families able to stay independent, with her father working wherever he could and her mother having gotten a job helping in a backalley clinic. Though few could say that their living conditions were optimal, it was better than most beastkin could attest to, it was preferable to being owned or split apart. Tenne herself was what one  would call a willful child, often being brought home by towns guards for "provoking" upstanding humans, more often than not covered in more than a few bruises. Other than that things weren't so bad.

Unfortunately, both happiness and despair were brought into the house when she was thirteen. Her mother had rough labor, dying in child birth while being her twin brothers into the world. Afterwards, with now two more mouths to feed, and no longer having their mothers income, Tenne's father was rarely ever home any longer than to sleep a handful of hours, losing touch with his children in the process. Despite his best efforts, the money was not enough to support them all, and so he did not question it when Tenne began bringing home more money than himself.

Early after the birth of her brothers, Tenne became determined to whatever was necessary to keep them going, and soon found her rather paper thin temper could be well served acting as an enforced among gangs. Early on she mearly beat down opposing cutpurses, putting the fear of death to them. However she quickly rose up the ranks, often providing support at meetings between rivals and such. She had to admit, she rather enjoyed a easy source to vent her pent up aggression. However making a name for yourself in these circles comes at a cost.

She came home one day to find her home ransacked, with her young brothers sporting multiple fractures. After working her way through the group that hit her home, she was forced to admit other options were needed. Doing a few last jobs, Tenne saved the money to buy her way out of the gang, as well as grease a few palms to get a rather rough character such as herself into Hartriche Academy. If she's being honest, she'd much rather be still smashing things and getting paid for it...

But Family Comes First.

Will finish the background later today, having to kinda rewrite that bit. Might be awhile though since I've got my tabletop campaign today.
.Edit: Also, trying to find a picture, but not a lot of hyena based art out there -_-, should honestly just commision someone.

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Btw, do you want us to pm the characters to you, or just throw them into the character tab to be looked over?