Garret: Male rattis. Black fur with a grey underbelly. Blonde hair, hazel eyes with a scar going down the right eyebrow to the cheek; a reminder about what a needle can do. While you aren't as big as a leona, you're still large enough to swallow a micen with ease. In fact, you've done it plenty of times, for almost two years now. You've lived long enough to know how and when to avoid a leona, and you're used to squeezing through holes and corridors that were made for people around three times smaller than you. It's been a long night and right now, you're about to leave your den for a good morning's hunt...
Crystal: Female foxen. Orance fur with a white belly. You have brown stripes up your arm and tail, the same color as your hair. You've lived your entire life in segregation due to acts after the Avon war. But that was a generation ago, and the acts are being repealed while you're finishing up senior year. You are the first of many to return to a society where leonas, and canines can live together in the same tenants. Now all you have to do is meet new friends and see if they have good tastes. One person at your highschool mentioned something about a 'micen'. What the hell can that possibly be...?
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