Name: Hawthorn
Age: 18 years
Gender: Male
Eyes: Deep cerulean blue.

Appearance: Hawthorn is a rather large male, which is not something you might expect from a wandering gypsy, standing 39 inches tall at shoulder and weighing 150 lbs. He has a little bulk on him, muscled from years of constant travel and hunting for other packs. His fur is mostly a medium length, only a little longer around his neck and on the sides of his face.

Despite his size, has a rather handsome and gentle look to him with large and expressive cerulean blue eyes. His fur is almost entirely a peach cream color. White marks his brows, under his eyes, his muzzle, and his paws. Three dark tan streaks run down his back, one on either side and another directly along his spine. A small black stripe sits perpendicular across the base of his tail.

Personality: Good-natured, compassionate, patient. A little socially awkward. Logical, cautious, and pragmatic, but still rather spiritual. A little air-headed sometimes, his mind easily wanders from the task at hand. Generally polite and laid-back, but with a tiny streak of wholesome mischief. Diplomatic, but will take to violence as a last resort.

History: Hawthorn was born and raised as part of a Gypsy pack! Without any true leadership, however, eventually packs get too big to be realistically managed and they branch off. Hawthorn separated from his parents and their band once he was old enough to hold his own, with only a few others in tow. On occasions throughout his travels, he would meet back up with his mother's band and it was there that he met his younger half-sister, Pompeii, and eventually took her along with him.

They traveled to Moladion together and were taking refuge amongst the pack of Scotavia when Dude came asking him for his help leading as many wolves out of Moladion as they could, and to act as their medicine man on the long journey. Leaving so many behind to die, as well as Pompeii's newly born puppies, would not be an easy thought for the gentle soul to swallow for a long time to come.

Now it's even more time later because Lorikeet is a derp. Hawthorn has likely had itchy paws, despite the fact that he has aging, and wanted to show his son, Wallace, a bit of the outside world.

Imprint: I'll say sure. Imprinting so old might be weird, though.

Lorikeet!