Woodfur is a warriors OC based off of one of my friends.
Woodfur is usually very happy energetic. He likes band (kinda makes it his entire personality) and hates bugs.
Woodfur plays the trumpet, so for a while some of my online friends only knew him as "my trumpet friend."
On the band tour bus he'd fall asleep on my shoulder which lead to a lot of people thinking we were together but no, we're just friends.
We met during lunch break at band camp. I was sitting with some other flutes, and his friend and my friend were friends and our two groups joined together. Woodfur was very talkative and friendly towards me, but I was just terrified that whole time. I tried to draw and he was just yakking away as I panicked inside my head. Lunch ended and he asked for my number, and all I thought was "oh no now I'm going to have to interact with him again."
I'm so glad we did end up interacting again.We're both BI ("I'm grilled beef, you're grilled beef, we are both grilled beef, we are unstoppable" -Woodfur about us both being bi) and sometime I want to drag him to a pride parade when I get my flag.
He knows I got gender dysphoria but never asked for my pronouns and just uses they/them for me; I actually don't feel comfortable with they/them pronouns at all, but he doesn't know that. I don't want to tell him otherwise yet because I don't want to make him feel bad.He says some really funny things so I'll end with some quotes.
"I'm only happy because I'm high"
"Ngl fire is kinda hot"
"Goshdiggitydang that's one amazing trumpet player"
"I'm short and that's why they call me Gnome"
"Who needs drugs when you got the wave?"
"Emotional support forts"
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