Full name: Clive
Nickname/s: None that he particularly approves of, but some people invent them anyway
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Role: The Thief (Bandit)

Appearance, Human Form: From first glance, people can identify Clive as a Skinwalker from his rather unique features. Although normally his hair is just a mess of black and ash strands, it has been cut in an orderly layered fashion, and in this manner, the layers alternate between black and ashen hues. This is natural, and gives him the distinct image of a raccoon, even in human form. The last layer is black and longer, so he ties it back in a low ponytail… it is safe to say that he has quite the striking hair. Sometimes he is forced to wear a hat to keep from attracting too much attention, and he seems adamantly against dying it. His eyes are a rare but more normal shade that compliments his fair complexion well, being a clear sky-blue. He is of a relatively average height, standing just above 5’9” (177cm), but he is of a leaner stature although he is far from seeming frail. His muscular build is indicative of his speed and dexterity, but it is also evident that he is not the strongest boy of his age. Other traits reminiscent of his animal form are the black claws he bears instead of fingernails. They are blunt, but sharp enough to puncture skin should the need arise.

His apparel is dictated by his role it seems, since he tends to dress in monochromatic schemes of white, black, and shades of grey. He seems to prefer sleeveless clothes, and has a fondness for long vests. He dresses more for functionality than style, but he likes a personal touch everywhere. One item he seems unwilling to give up is a simple silver charm bracelet. He rarely takes it off in human form, and as a raccoon, he sometimes has the trinket around his foreleg, despite the possibility of it getting in the way. It seems to hold sentimental value to him.


Appearance, Animal Form: Clive is a rather average raccoon, with the ashen fur and black markings. He has tufts of white fur around the bases of his black ears, and he has the standard mask for which his kind of Skinwalkers were named. He is of a slightly larger than average size of 87cm (2’10”) from nose to tail and weighs an approximate 20lbs (9.1kg). As a raccoon, his blue eyes become dark – so dark that they seem black, although they flash in the darkness thanks to the reflective retina.


Skills:
Handiwork – Clive is very good with his hands, being gifted with nimble fingers both as a human and a raccoon. Also as a result of his changed form, he has a hyper-sensitive sense of touch, particularly when it comes to his hands. He can identify people from just the feel of their hands or facial features or objects from just their texture. This, coupled with his good memory, be used in rather useful ways – he can memorize the shape of a key from touch alone and crudely recreate it. However, for this reason, he hates having his hands or the pads of his paws touched or messed around with. It makes him uncomfortable.

Heightened Senses – Clive in his changed form has luminous eyes that can see well in the dark. This, coupled with his sensitive forepaws and outstanding sense of smell, helps him navigate in the shadows of the night, which is essential for a thief. Raccoons also have enhanced hearing, so sensitive in fact that he can hear earthworms digging underground. He uses this to his advantage to avoid unwanted foes when navigating in the darkness or otherwise. His sense of smell and hearing are also better than the average human in his human form, but his raccoon form is far more sensitive. Although Clive’s human form has better general eyesight and perception, his raccoon self can see far more clearly in the dark.

Dexterity – whether it’s due to his Skinwalker nature or just his physical build, there is no denying that Clive is well-suited to his role. In human form, he is nimble and fast, able to perform feats that are sometimes acrobatic in their own way. As a raccoon, due to the creature’s short legs and compact torso, he cannot move around very fast – in fact, it is downright clumsy, but his climbing and stealth is greatly enhanced. Although he can climb relatively well as a human, there is no denying that the smaller form is far more suited to the trees. He is also a strong swimmer, but only in raccoon form.

Lying: be it a gift or a curse, Clive is a good liar. He doesn’t miss a beat and the false words flow smoothly from his lips, and he can come up with good ones on the spot. His lies are usually harmless, just to keep someone from prematurely discovering a prank he’s set up… but when the burden of these falsities grow heavier, who knows. He seems to be a little too dependent on them, too prone to use them… He may one day find he’s dug his own grave.


Weaknesses:
Strength – Clive is a thief. Facing the facts, stealth and dexterity was always more important to him than physical power, and a raccoon isn’t really known for its strength. Compared to many others, he is weak, but then again, his job isn’t to fight… it’s just not to get caught. To counterbalance this, he tries to make good use of his speed with a short hand weapon to deal just enough damage to escape. He’d rather not waste energy in a power struggle he knows he’ll lose.

General Eyesight – as a raccoon, Clive has relatively bad eyesight, as the form has poor long-distance vision. Furthermore, he has poor perception of color, although he can distinguish green from others quite easily.

Overwhelming Sensations – should a smell be too overwhelming, it’ll render Clive incapacitated in his dizziness and nausea. If a sound is too loud or high pitched, he will experience very acute pain. He despises it even more if they are only damaging to himself. It is bad when he’s a human, but incessantly worse when he is in his animal form.

Cold Climate – when the weather gets cold, Clive gets sluggish and tired. He becomes lazy and unwilling to do much of anything… it’s nearly a hibernation. However, this condition is not time-dependent nor seasonal, but purely conditional. If the temperatures around him fall too low for his liking, he will most likely just lie down. He may not sleep, but he certainly won’t be very awake either.


Personality: Choosing words carefully, it can be said that Clive is well-suited for his role. As many of his kind, he is a mischief-maker, his pranks ranging anywhere from harmless to… less so. Most of the time, he doesn’t mean much by his tricks – he was simply bored and thought he’d put his talents to good use. He also has a fondness for teasing, and does a lot of it. However, Clive has difficulty apologizing, and when someone gets angry at him, he often responds in a sulking tone and avoids them. It is not that he doesn’t wish to reconcile – it’s just not in his nature. It is difficult for him to lower his pride and ask for forgiveness, often trying to convince himself that the blame lies with the other party. He is a prideful and boastful personality.

This leads to a different point – Clive is very serious about his role. He was a thief before he joined the pack, and so the quality is in his nature. He has a mindset in which, once he takes something, it is officially his, even if he only took it in a joke. He refuses to return anything he’s taken, often preferring to destroy it rather than return it. The only exception to this would be when asked to steal something for the sake of the Pack – then and only then will he willingly hand over his prize. When provoked for his thieving ways, he’ll often respond with the phrase, “The only safe place to keep a treasure is in your heart.” It seems there is more than it seems to these words, because he’ll become distant and uncharacteristically serious when it happens. Despite this, he despises it when others mess with his stuff, and will go at almost any lengths to get it back, no matter how trivial. He is particularly protective of a thick-chained silver charm bracelet he usually wears at all times.

Speaking more generally, however, Clive is relatively easy to get along with, as long as the person can deal with his mischievous nature. He is usually jovial, smiling, and amiable – sometimes just a little too energetic. However, friends will soon learn to keep an eye on any and all of their belongings, because really, as Clive puts it, “Anything has its worth,” and if it has value, he’ll want to take it. However, his true friends are few – although he may seem quite the social character, he grew up in independence, and thus he has developed a solitary nature. No matter how open he may seem, his true sentiments near always remain unspoken. It may seem outwardly that he isn't the sort to hold a grudge, or that he's the sort to forgive and forget, but he will remember every little offense a person has done to him, and although he may not mention it, he does in fact hold grudges.

On a different note, Clive has a strong sense of competition that comes with his youth. The more he fails at something, the more adamantly he will try, and he rarely turns down a challenge from another. He also proposes challenges to himself, and coupled with his curious nature, this might explain why he is such a mischief-maker. He has quite a way with words, as he was gifted with wit and humor… but he uses this gift in more negative ways, such as teasing or mocking. Despite a certain level of maturity to his actions when it comes to the workings of the Pack, Clive also has a tendency not to think of consequences before he acts. This often leads to problems of his own making…


Brief History: Clive was bon with the characteristics of a Skinwalker, but he was not abandoned straight away. He doesn’t seem to say much more about his past except that before he joined the Pack, he worked with a ring of Skinwalking thieves. He says that he didn’t used to be this cheery or mischievous, but he refuses to elaborate on it. When prompted, he’ll just look away with an uncharacteristically sullen smile and murmur, “I’d rather not say.”


Attitudes: “I can’t judge everyone quite yet. I’ll get back to this when I meet’em.”