Name: Tiffan Tindall
Age: 13
Gender: Male
Species: Neko
Height: 4'7'(human), 4'1'(neko), 3'5'(cat)
Weight:126 lbs, 103 lbs, 78 lbs
Right handed/pawed
Skin color: Taned
Skin type: Normal
Pelt: Gray w/ milk Chocolate
Markings: Tortashell pattern
Highlights: Caramel brown
Mane/Hair: Very dark Gray w/ Dark Chocolate
Eyes: Crystal blue
Scent: cat, tin, hope, dark chocolate, ash
Parents: Divorced
Personality: Shy, prone to impulsiveness if angry enough, nerdy, extremely smart, extremely sarcastic and bold to his friends
Likes: cats, dogs, animals, chocolate, friends, family, naps, warmth, sea foam, school
Dislikes: being bullied, being abused, bulls, wetness
Hates: his father (when his parents got divorced he was sent to live with his abusive father), being soaked
Clothes: Baggy dark gray turtle neck sweater jacket with a dark brown tee shirt and dark gray (almost black) pants
Nickname: Tin Tiger - Copper, Tinsle - Lucy, Titanium - Alley cats
Little Things: Stutters alot, is a tin smith, bursts under immense persure
Bio: Born a neko
Backstory: (Tiffan's P.O.V)
"No, I want to stay with my mommy!" I yelled, trying to run towards her but I was pinned down. "It's okay Tiff, stay strong for mommy," she said as the officers took her away. "Mommy!" The man that had grabed me roughly shoved me into my father's arms. I struggled in his grip, wanting to go to my mother. "Tiffan, you need to cooperate or you will be beaten." He muttered into my ear. But I didn't care. I just wanted my mother. I kept shouting out for her. Never taking into consideration what would happen later. After I was given to my father I was abused by him. Four years of unrelenting abuse. At the age of 9 I finally ran away to an orphanage to start a new life. A life with out my abusive father. The orphanage leader was a kind one and after hearing my story gave me a place in the orphanage. Even though I was a neko the orphaned children excepted me. It was the best moment of my life. I soon got news of my father being killed along with another driver, from the alley cats. The only sorrow I felt was for the other driver.
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TECHNICAL SHIFTERS: Book 1
FantasyThis is my first story so I'm sorry if it isn't that good and I think I suck at discriptions so don't be mad Pwease! This is a story about Copper and his life as a freshman in highschool and having to deal with being a little 'different' than most...
