Name ~ He goes by the name of Keiji, simple and short, which does describe him in someways. However, the 'lawful and just' meaning of his given name does not come close to his actual personality.
Age ~ Keiji seems to be around the age of seventeen. He is still a young, and learning pup, but he has been studying the arts of herbalism since he was small.
Gender ~ Male.
Species ~ Predominantly, the Red Fox in his overall appearance. His mother was one, but his father instead was an Ethiopian Wolf. Thus, he's a mixture of the two.
Group ~ The Colony.
Ranking ~ Shaman.
Appearance ~ Keiji's fur is a gingerish colour in the majority, becoming a lighter shade when travelling down his back, but being a darker shade when reaching his legs; the back of his ears, hands and feet are a brownish pigment with clean, black claws ebbing from each of his fingers permanently, like humane nails, but having a slight bit of a more morbid look, given what they can do. His underfur, and the tip of his tail, are both a creamy white. He does take on the appearance of his mother the most, but, he does have certain aspects of his wolfish side. His fangs are longer and sharper than that of a fox, and his jaws are also of a stronger nature. Lastly, he has the blue eyes of his father's side. Like both his parents though, he's not an especially large character, and only stands at the height of five foot and six inches when fully up on his hind legs.
Personality ~ Keiji, overall, is a passive character compared to other warriors, as he of course does not engage in battle, but instead is responsible for treating those injured from the aftermath of the battle. He speaks with a soft, Arabian accent, one that deems soothing to his pained patients, and can be worked to send them into a healing sleep. He sees the positive side in life, as he sees no point in dwelling in the negatives of the world, despite the fact that there are many. As a child, Keiji was known as the 'runt' of his parent's litter, and so, was nurtured more so by his mother than by his father; this is part of the reason why he became a Shaman rather than a guard, or assassin, like his fellow brethren have becomes. And so, because of how he has been raised, he has a certain feminine aspect about him - he himself is more loving, and nurturing than the stereotypical Reynard. He lives with a great sense of empathy clouding his decisions, and in some cases, a stubbornness - yes, animals and humans are at war, but in Keiji's opinion... life is life, he'll save a life, whether that life belongs a friend, or a foe. It is how he has been raised, but how he has been raised has also caused him to be rather cold towards his peers - being almost afraid to make close bonds with his peers.
Weapons ~ He usually does not engage in combat, but when he does, he is better suited to long range fighting. He is skilled with a bow and arrow, and will always have one strapped to his back just in case. This one strapped to his back is special, however, as it belonged to his father in his warrior years. The bow was passed down unto him, when, his father lost his life. So, Keiji dedicated his own to saving lives.
Strengths ~ He is quite good in sneaking about the usually human-ridden forest in order to collect herbs, and certain plants he'll either grind down into a healing paste, or harvest the seeds of in order to grow his own batch at home. He has a usual barrier wrapped around himself, to which allows him to be a reliable member of The Colony; given, he will not spill secrets because of this trait of his. Though, an aftermath of these deeply rooted barriers would be the fact that Keiji tends to speaks in third person, almost as if he is in fact detached from himself emotionally. He of course isn't, but is towards others.
Weaknesses ~ Keiji seems to lack in physical strength, or fitness, as he does not spend his time working on these traits. His agility is... rough around the edges, though as a fox he naturally has this gift anyhow. Mentally, however, a weakness for him would be his father - deep down, Keiji has a resentment for how he was not born like his brothers and sisters, and so, never truly was given his father's approval. Mentioning such a thing, would either ignite a flame within him, or cause him to rather pathetically break down, the latter though, would be an extremely difficult reaction to provoke.

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