Name; Cal
Species; shiba inu anthro
Gender; male
Age; 34

Some history and facts; Cal was raised with Wayra and Tiriaq, and, being two years older than them, he became their big brother. His father and mother trained him mostly with tarot cards and the light draining black sword he carries around at all times, which is said to have been made of the horn of satan himself, though nobody knows for sure. Cal has a very bad temper at times, particularly if anyone dares call him short, cute, fluffy, stuff like that. He is only 5 feet tall, and flanked by Wayra and Tiriaq he looks even smaller. Though many things otherwise he is the boss of their little group, and will not hesitate to beat up anyone who says otherwise. He is street smart and often wiser than one might think, seeing that he and his brothers are all bayou dwellers. He has a good education, though nobody dares ask where he got it, and when not out working as a mercenary/bounty hunter he works in the bank, at the hospital or helps out in Tiriaq’s restaurant. Cal has developed a strong connection to black magic and can call it up at any time, though he rarely needs to. A side only his brothers and close friends sees though is that he also is very playful, and nothing makes him happier than some games with water followed by some good food and a sunbath.

Cal is © me, do not use without permission.

(in case you wonder, his sword is absorbing light...which is hard to draw^^; )