Rukol the Rummager! (finished)

[blackfox7]

Your character's full name: Rukol the Rummager, the Greatest Treasure-Hunter Ever!
Age: 15 seasons (or 15-year-old equivalent)
Species: Stoat
Gender: Male
Allegiance: Neutral
Appearance:

All about this lean, healthy-lookin' youngbeast is an air of reckless abandon and mischeif! Rukol is your typical well-raised woodland stoat: not exceptionally tall or short or strong or weak-looking. His fur is a mousey brown with patches of cream-colored fur on his throat and belly. His tailbrush is thin and twiggy, tipped with dark brown. On the top of his muted pink nose is a white spot. His eyes are a vibrant flame orange color, and his grin splits his face from ear to ear. He's missing his four frontmost teeth from a funny but awful malletball accident.

Rukol loves his lucky charms. He wears them all over: Two necklaces, one of blue and white shellbeads and a watershrimp claw, and another a simple loop through the hole of a limpet shell, an armband with three lizard's teeth dangling off of it, an anklet of brass chain with a red stone charm upon it, and a tiny bone toering. Aside from his "treasures" he wears only a loose sky-blue smock and a pair of worn, tan sandals.

Belongings:

His wonderful charms. Often he carries a sack of delightful provisions packed for him by his momma.

He has two weapons; a homemade sling and a short javelin made from a carved maple branch.

Job or Position:

"Treasure-Hunter" by his own definition. But that really means marauding woodland youth.

Personality:

Joy to be alive follows this fun-loving and reckless youngbeast wherever he goes. Rukol is a kind soul, but his naivete often gets him into deep trouble. Talkative, the stoat is eager to share what he knows and what he feels, but all but the most patient grit their teeth to avoid the annoyance this brings. He does not understand that he is any different from or likely to be frowned upon by goodbeast species. He has no idea where his father may be, or that a dangerous horde of undesirables is in the immediate area. He doesn't even realize that his own kind is capable of being so nasty (something any mouse or other goodbeast knows from the time they're able to walk). His mother, however, definitely knows the danger and the location of Rukol's father, but she is essentially a good creature and doesn't have the heart to tell her innocent young one the grim truth. So onwards the young stoat goes, with almost no worldliness and a mischeivous streak that always puts him both feet into trouble!

History and Background Information:

In the eastern part of Mossflower Woods dwells a tiny hamlet of foraging creatures; weasels, stoats, and ferrets exclusively. None of them have known any war or horde life as they live so far in the woods. Rukol is a youth of this small, peaceable clan. Raised in the isolationist bliss of the village's lands, the youngbeast learned his manners and lessons much like the mice and hedgehogs further west. Throughout his fifteen seasons he has never known starvation or fear, as his clan are proficient farmers and foragers. With two other youngbeasts he spends his days having adventures: combing the banks of the River Moss for riches, exploring the wooded hills and verdant thickets of the forest, and playing harmless pranks on the other inhabitants of the wood.

Any other details:

Family and Clanmates:
Mother--Velkka
Father-- (Possibly a hordebeast *wink*)
Village youths--Swenner the ferret, male
Toddy the weasel, female

[carabadgermum]

i'm kinda trying to steer away from good vermin in the new plot. if you can give me a really good reason why he's good then yeah otherwise could you just make him neutral?