Chorus

This experimental being fidgets as you gauge his appearance, the only still part of him being the bandage-covered arm on his left side. He doesn't ever seem to stop twitching, looking for inaudible sounds and darting those big amber eyes around as if everything could be a potential threat. It seems he doesn't even trust the ground underneath him to not just open up and swallow him whole with how often he shuffles his feet, checking his footing. The way he talks isn't any easier either; he sounds just as shaky as he looks and can barely get a word out without stuttering it some, often he straight up sounds as if he's about to burst into tears right then and there. Appearance-wise, he's a fairly typical example of his breed; sporting glowing amber eyes with prominent black pupils, a set of three large fluffy quills sprouting from the back of the head and a particularily messy looking tail. He's a bit on the shorter side measuring at 4'6" and maintaining something of a lean, agile build. Despite his physical fitness, deep eye bags from a mix of stress and a lack of sleep can be seen. Paired with a mix of pit and laceration scars on his left shoulder, clearly he's seen some shit and isn't happy about it either.