Name: Lachlan

Species: Hebridean Sheep

Age: 37

Likes: Boxing, Mixed martial arts, Comfort food, Snow, Motorcycles, Rainstorms, Leather, Camo, Adult cartoons, Quietness, Being alone

Dislikes: His Father (Abusive, despite toughening him up), Shallow people, Being called "Cute", Stupidity

Favorite Food: Clootie Dumpling

Occupation: Biker

Birthplace: Scotland

Body Type: Musclegut

Weapon: Laser Lance

Title: Lone Sheep Rider Roaming the Highlands

Fursonal Quote: “Lang may yer lum reek!”

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Mr. H: "Guess what time it is, furry folks? It's National Hug A Sheep Day! That's right! Beep, beep, hug a sheep! Hehe. Now here's a sheep that looks like he could definitely use some hugs. Say hello to this lone Scottish ovis, Lachlan! He doesn't talk much, let alone isn't quite sociable. Then again, he prefers to be alone. Lachlan may come off as rude sometimes, however, it might not be about you...but mostly about him. I mean, hello! Bro's been abused! His father may be toughening him up in his life, but that asshole of a dad took it too far. It's a good thing Lachlan moved away and started living on his own. Other than that, this poor guy deserves better. Despite Lachlan being a dick, deep down he's just a calm, cool, and collected lad. He may look broken...but that doesn't mean you can't fix him. Hehe. During his adventures with the Infurnationals team, Lachlan carries around and wields a laser lance that can critically pierce through anything...even steel."