Lichen

[&]Name/Alias: (character originally created by Skye) Adopted by Van
[&]Age:
[&]Experience:
[&]How You Found Us?:
[&]Member Title: Wolfriders: Tracker/Trapper
[&]In the event of unexplained inactivity, should we kill off or adopt out your character?: Adopt


[&]Full Name: Lichen (pronounced lie-ken)
[&]Soul Name: Isp
[&]Tribe: Wolfrider
[&]Age: 386 (Adult)
[&]Gender: Male

[&]List Of Personality:
+ Very gentle and an overall softie with cubs
+ Perfectly capable of entertaining himself
+ Enthusiasm about learning new things, even when he’s horrible at them
+ Can sit still for very long periods of time, very patient when trapping
+ Very observant of his surroundings and good at reading body language
- Can become over-obsessed with his failings
- Never forgets and has a hard time letting go of things, can be passive aggressive when upset
- Tends to be a loner and prefers his own company
- Very nervous when people flirt with him
+/- Sweet and indulgent, but too much attention makes him uncomfortable
+/- Patient and perhaps a bit too accepting of circumstances imposed upon him
+/- Fanatic about his work, accepts nothing but the best from himself
+/- Very lenient when teaching others, is very accepting that other people fail sometimes
+/- Can be a prankster, sometimes it gets out of hand
+/- Insatiable curiosity about new things

[&]Skills other than Sending?:
Sending (below average)
Masking (average)
Climbing (below average)
Cooking (poor)
Fighting (poor)
Hearing (above average)
Hiding (above average)
Hunting (long knife, below average; traps, above average)
Swimming (below average)
Trap-making (above average)
Trapping (above average)
Tracking (good)
Weaving (rope, above average; cloth, poor)

[&]Likes/Dislikes:
+ Fruit & berries
+ Peace and quiet
+ Dancing (watching others)
+ Learning new things
- People who are loud for no reason
- Poor workmanship
- Vegetables
- Hangovers

[&]Family:
Father: Whitebark (deceased)
Mother: Treesong (deceased)
Siblings: Unknown/Open (PM me first)

[&]History: The only (that he knows of) son of the holt’s treeshaper couple, it was something of a disappointment that he never manifested his parent’s gift. Still, he inherited their love of the forest, and never once disappointed them in that regard. From the time he was very young, if he could not be found, he had generally wandered off to sit in silence and observe the world around him. His parents died when he was young; his father was caught in a hunting accident, and his mother quickly pined herself to death.

Originally named Littleleaf, for he was definitely a runt growing up, he quickly earned the name Lichen as he would become one with the tree or rock that he had chosen as his perch for observing the forest. He quickly garnered a fascination with trapping, and was almost never without a strand of something in his hands that he was twisting into a rope. This talent, plus his ability to wait, absolutely still, for prey to stumble across him, made this his very obvious position in the holt when he became an adult. His tendency to observe everything going on around him lended itself to his tracking skill as well, and Lichen quickly became the one you went to when someone was to be found.

[&]Often seen wearing: Mostly black, but occasionally adds in a splash of purple; comfortable loose pants/shorts (depending on the season) that he tucks into low, soft leather boots. Fingerless gloves, a matching set of armbands on his forearms, and a waist-length collared vest that's laced part of the way up the front.

[&]Body: Soft skin, neither pale nor tanned; long, delicate fingers with most of his muscle distributed across his arms, shoulders and chest.

[&]Height/Build: Average height, slender hips, doesn’t have a whole lot of muscle except the above.

[&]Hair: Very pale strawberry blond, shaved into a long, shaggy mohawk that he finds falling into his face more often than not.

[&]Eyes: Sky blue, long delicate blond lashes, almond shaped.

[&]Picture:



[&]Bonded animal: Bramble (male wolf)
[&]Bond age: 5
[&]Rank: Mid
[&]Color: Mostly black with a fluffy grey ruff, pale yellow eyes


Bramble is a big lanky wolf who still thinks he's a puppy. He's friendly and good-natured and loves to play with cubs, both elf and wolf. He's also dumb as a bag of rocks, but he knows enough to listen to Lichen when they're out working the traps. Lichen found him tangled in a bramble patch, hence the name.

Before Bramble, there was Root; small, brown omega; very good at getting into small holes after prey (male)

NOTES: Lichen has been a part of the holt from the beginning, with the original Oakleaf elves.