Lily's Lint

Name: Tenir
Species: Jautruma _{A species of widely differing ferals originating from the mysterious and uncharted expanse of Niekada.}
Human, Feral or Anthro?: Feral
Gender: Male
Sex: Male
Sexuality: Gay
Rough Age: Adolescent (2 years)
Personality: Tenir finds himself leading a charge more often than not, and there's nothing that gives him more joy than a successful one. Even so, he's not quite sure how he gets into that position. He's always a mother hen, worried about how everything's going, anxious that it won't go as planned, but able to summon up enough teary-eyed, sniffling, babbling courage to do something completely off-the-rails - if he's thought through it first. He's not shy, really, or quiet, just... nervous. He can carry a conversation just fine. He's not particularly out-of-the-box, preferring to stay grounded, where he's comfortable. The place that he's most at home is in the thick of it, surprisingly, because only then can he be aware of what's going on around him and that it's all going smoothly. He wants to be on the front lines of every attack, the fearless (or, in this case, very fearful) leader, fending off enemies at every turn.