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Name: Conner Lupindo Hemming
Race: Folf (Wolf/Fox Hybrid)
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Height: 7'5'
Weight: 120lb
Personality: Clumsy & Protective
Language: Hemming & English
Pack Name: Deadly Wolves Pack
Fur Color 1: Dark Brown
Fur Color 2: Light Brown
Hair Color: Blood Red
Eye Color: Yellowish-Brown
Skin Color: Pink
Armor: Fur/Purple Wolf Armor
Weapons: Claws/Teeth/Wolfblade
History/Background: Unknown For Now
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Conner Hemming, a 23 year old anthro folf, woke up early on a Saturday morning, before his roommate, Canid, a grey wolf did. He sat up and put his footpaws on the floor and stretched. He licked his lips and yawned. He rose and stretched one more. Slowly, he walked to the front door, grabbed the handle, turned it, and pushed the door open. He grabbed the milk bottle that was sitting outside. He looked around and took in the good smell of the morning. He no longer lived on earth; he lived on Wolfen-6. He turned around and shut the door behind him. He popped open the bottle of milk, walked into the kitchen, and set the bottle down next to the fridge. He kneeled down and opened the cabinet near the fridge, pulled out a container of coffee and slowly rose, shutting the cabinet as he did. He then set the coffee container on the counter, next to the milk, stood on his toes to open the cabinet above the fridge to grab his coffee maker. He set it next to coffee and the milk, plugged it in, put water in the cup part, and walked away, letting it warm up. He sat on the couch and turned on the TV. A news show was on. He grabbed the remote and turned it up, but not too loud as he did not want to wake his roommate. A catchy yet annoying song played as the news came back from commercial, and 3 big words appeared "Wolfen Morning News". Conner set the remote down on the coffee table in front of the couch, leaned back, threw his footpaws onto the table, and yawned once more.
"Today on Wolfen Morning News, the unknown dragon is still putting an unknown substance into our milk. A coyote claimed he saw the dragon near Yellow Cat Lane last night pouring the powdery sub-" Conner turned off the TV and snorted
"Yeah, Right... he set the remote on the table, got up, and walked to the kitchen. He laughed as he opened the top lid of the coffee maker. He poured the coffee and the milk inside and turned the machine on. 15 minutes later, the coffee was ready; He took a cup out of another cabinet and poured the coffee into the cup. He sniffed the air above the cub and sighed in relief. He took a sip and instantly dropped the cup to the floor and started to choke. He grabbed his throat and gasped for air, falling to the floor. The room seemed to be getting bigger. Whatever was in the milk was making him hallucinate. Conner fell against the chair behind him and passed out. Sometime later, an earthquake began, waking him up. He jumped up and looked around. He couldnt see. The earthquake stopped and he tried to stand up, his vision was coming back. The ground shook again; it must have been an aftershock. He fell to the floor. Once Conner's vision was back, he knew it was no earthquake. BAM! A giant footpaw landed in front of him. He screamed. The powdery substance that was put into his milk has shrunk him! He started to scream and yell at his roommate, trying to get his attention.
"YO LOOK DOWN CANID! I SHRUNK!!" He must have been too small. He was. He was only 1/2 an inch tall. He ran in front of his roommate and screamed and yelled again. The giant footpaw rose and came towards him. Conner tried to run but because he was so small, he was too slow. The paw hit him from behind, making him fly 3 feet. He really only flew about 2 inches to anyone normal sized. The paw stopped above him and slowly came closer, he was about to be stepped on! Conner tried to crawl away, but once again was too slow, and the paw landed on his right leg. Conner screamed in pain for a second, but suddenly stopped. He felt no pain.
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