Veku the Firefolf
A young folf whose only worry in life is the next big maths test.
Born of the flame of cosmic demise, Veku is an adorable yet unpredictable little fireball. At the spry young age of 13 years, the only things on Veku's mind on a day-to-day basis are the latest video game, sweet and salty junk food, homework, and of course, being spoiled rotten by his adoptive father and grandparents.
Veku is very juvenile, both in personality and appearance, standing at a diminutive height of four feet and five inches, and with the mind and mannerisms of a much younger child. He is excitable, playful, mischievous, and crafty.
Veku loves fire. Looking at it, creating it, playing with it, he's absolutely enamored with this destructive yet awe-inspiring force. It can be used for a myriad of daily tasks, from something mundane like casting light in the dark, to things much more magical like casting physical form spells to make fiery creatures to have playdates with. He also loves space and rockets, among a myriad other things. It makes one think... could there be a reason behind Veku's transfixion by the stars?
The boy’s origins are as mysterious as they are tragic. He is the last son of two dead cosmic lords, Ashibae the Bright and Merapi the Turbulent. In their dying days, both gods lay down with one another a final time, and Ashibae became pregnant. She died during childbirth, but in her last moments, she bound the soul of her child into a starburst and cast it off into the universe, where it eventually found the Earth, embedding itself into the womb of a woman living in New York City. Merapi the Turbulent followed his wife in death after an act of maddened grief. Still their souls roam the universe, missing the child they birthed together.
Veku was born as a half-starspawn-half-Earthling and tries to live his life normally despite knowing vaguely where he comes from, who his parents were—and most importantly—the horrors and beauties he is capable of.
He was adopted as a young pup by Frederick Wickes, the son of a German war vet and business mogul, himself adopted, and together the father and son duo make their way across the stormy sea that is life with their love guiding them.
Physical Build (basic description): Veku is short and narrowly built, with long arms and strong legs good for jumping, sprinting, and the smorgasbord of other physical activities the boy gets himself into. Though small even for his age, Veku is agile and fit like none other, and has the physical strength and adeptness to prove it. Veku is proud of how different he is, even if it's embarrassing at times to be pointed out. His fur coat appears to be chiefly red with shades of orange and yellow, mellowing out to brown, and a distinctive emerald green chevron across his back and a band of the same colour down the middle of his bushy tail. With a boyish face befitting a child of his age, Veku's big expressive eyes are distinctly heterochromatic, with a blend of green and orange making up his irises. Just beneath his eyes, and decorating his snout, is a collection of brown freckles where, one day, his adult whiskers will grow.
Clothing: Veku's wardrobe is as varied as it is distinctly his style. Populated with gaudy colours and cheesy logos with text, he represents the quintessential "cringy younger brother" archetype. Veku's favourite outfit consists of a faded oversized pink hoodie with the words "BAD BOY" written on the back, combined with a simple pair of denim shorts and hi-top sneakers. He even likes to wear his lucky bracelets every once in a while, block-letter ones spelling "Veku" and "Daddy". On some of his more confident days, Veku can be found rocking a pair of sunglasses. For formal wear, he has a black two piece suit, but notably, Veku dislikes wearing shoes while dressed up. He claims that they 'restrict the movements of his toe beans.'