Vivrynn
Human NameVivrynn ‘Viv’ Ward
SpeciesKenojian
AgeKenojians age differently than humans, spanning four times their average lifetime (around 400 years). However, they appear to be 18 to 19 years old.
Ranger Color Hopefully, pink, if not any extra color, would do. If I may make a suggestion, maybe the same color as the crimson thunder Ranger from Ninja Storm? Since it's somewhere between the pink and red color, we could call him the rebel rose ranger.
Human Appearance Unlike his teammates, Vivrynn passes most like a human. Despite secretly loving it, he takes advantage of the world's pop culture to come off as an Otaku soft boi.
Real AppearancePersonalityI would say he's striving to find one. Living most of his life in isolation, he's never had to lie or speak much to survive so when he does speak or is around other people he comes off as insensitive and closed off. He doesn't mean to be rude, it's just not something he's used to. Something that makes him feel… scared… uncomfortable… excited? He doesn't know yet.
Skills
Hunting
Gathering
marksmanship
Acrobatics
Quick on his feet
Tracking
Dexterity
Powers
Heightened senses (Sight, hearing, smell, taste, touch)
Agility (don't know if this counts as high jumping ability but basically that and speed.)
Background
Kenojians are a human-like species with rabbit and or hare-like features (Think Viera from Final Fantasy). They are a predominantly female lead race with females making up around 80 percent of the population. Their beliefs are deeply rooted in nature, managing to live as one with it and creating a society around it. Some even believed those able to talk to nature itself. A voice known through the generations as the wild song. Artists, leaders, healers, and all manner of positions blossomed from this connection. All Kenojians accept the wild song as law even its most unjust demands.
When male Kenojians turn 13 they're forced to leave the tribe lands to undergo trials in the vast and savage jungle. Many don't survive the process and those that do are bound to guard the perimeter of the tribe lands with they themselves never allowed access to their homes or each other for comradery, becoming ghosts of the jungle either way. Not all of them make it. Either during the trials or the solitude and perils that come with the job.
The age of space travel changed nothing for the Kenojians. Their customs, their culture, and their very existence remain secret to outsiders.
That is until a couple of bunny boys decided to sneak their way in on a passing ship…