| Date: spring | ⋆✷⋆ | Mood: unsure |
To be written in stone, I go by Robichaux, Most call me Robi.
Three years ago, I came into the world.
I most definitely am a male, make no mistake.
My eyes are a mix of turquoise and aquamarine. My mom says they are her grandma’s.
I’m black, mainly. I have blotches of white on my chest, back of my neck, and starting mid-back heading down towards my legs and tail. I’m unfortunately covered in scars. Face, chest, Neck. Now that story will be told much much later. I’m tall, 39 inches, 185lbs. I take after my father, apparently. Mom was a sprite of a thing, while most called dad a freak, a giant. referance ( the straight white lines on chest, face, neck and front legs are all scars.)
I like to say I’m nice, but lets be honest, that’d be a lie. Bald-face, caught red-handed, lie. I’m not nice, and nor do I want any company, unless you can make it worth my while, of course.
Able to Imprint.
OOC; It’s Joey! First new boyo. <3
