» Name:Firseir(Fir)
» Gender: Male
» Species: #570, Zorua, the Tricky Fox Pokemon
» Affiliation: Wanderer
» Level: 5
» Energy: 19
» Ability: Illusion
» Moves:
- Scratch(start)
- Leer(start)
- Pursuit(level 5)
- Copycat(Egg Move)
» Personality: Firseir is generally happy and carefree, usually only getting upset if someone he cares about is upset or in danger, or if he is being ignored. Insults focused at him mean nothing the majority of the time, most of the rare exceptions being if his friends insult him. Even then, it is difficult to get him to care about being insulted. He has a tendency to initiate conversations with jokes or tricks.
He will not fight for honor or pride, though he will fight if forced to or if someone he cares about is in danger. He is extremely loyal to those who treat him well. His morals are very flexible and normally just a copy of who ever he is closest to. He is easily bored and has a short attention span.
» Likes:
Attention - be it positive or negative attention. Being used to being ignored, even negative attention is welcome for him. In his past he was ignored by nearly everyone around him, rarely being given any attention, giving him a strong desire for any form of attention.
Trickery – He loves having fun and one of his favorite activities is messing with others by tricking them, though he makes a rule of not hurting anyone with his tricks.
Company – Even if they aren’t nice, as long as someone’s paying attention to him they are more than welcome. But of course, nice is better.
Vibrant Colors – He feels like having anything colorful that sticks out will make him stick out more, making it harder not to notice him.
Swimming – He loves swimming, especially to cool off on a hot day. He finds it to be quite fun.
» Dislikes:
Hurting Others – He makes it a rule not to hurt others with his tricks unless they deserve it and hates seeing friends hurt.
Fighting – If needed, he will fight, but he will avoid fighting directly if possible. He favors running, scaring an enemy away or tricking them into knocking their self out without having to actually attack them.
Neglect – He would rather be hated than ignored. A past of neglect has made even infamy seem pretty good to him.
» History: Firseir’s mother was a zorua and his father was a skitty, named Harli and Spetra respectively. They were a young and happy couple, until having a child, something they hadn’t intended for or desired. However, they cared for their child, Firseir, the best they could given their circumstances.
They were wanderers prior, but settled in a small village as constantly roaming proved to be too much. This gave them opportunities for work and a safe place for Firseir, both of which they now needed. They were usually both out all day looking for ways to get money, usually helping others with tasks, leaving them little time with their son. When they came home, they were always too tired to pay much attention to him.
Eventually, Firseir got sick of being alone all the time and pretty much alone when ever his parents were home. He began sneaking out of his home during the days while his parents were gone and exploring the village. He tried to start up conversations, but there weren’t many other children to talk to and adults were never interested in talking to him, so he usually found himself alone, even with so much potential company around him.
After a while of trying to make friends and failing to find any, he’d decided on a different approach. If no one would talk to him willingly, he’d make them HAVE to. He began messing with the adults in the village, transforming into others to cause confusion, stealing things to make them have to chase him, sticking around them for extended periods of time and annoying them until they talked to him. Though he made a rule not to hurt anyone and to always give back anything he took. He just wanted attention, he didn’t want to be a criminal.
His trickery worked wonders. Everyone paid attention to him, in the worst of ways, but it was better than nothing. When his parents heard of what he’d been doing, even they paid attention to him so they could scold and lecture him. He didn’t feel like a ghost any more. His parents tried to make it more difficult for him to get out of the house while he was gone, doing things like buying a lock for their door despite there being no one on the village who could ever be a criminal, but he always managed to find a way out.
Eventually, as he aged a bit, he realized why his parents had neglected him. They were always gone during the day and tired at night for him. They’d even evolved at this point, his mother from all of the constant work and his father from a moon stone, which he’d purchased for the hopes of having more energy to work. Meanwhile he was causing trouble for not only himself, but is parents as well, who had become known for having the pest child.
Firseir eventually decided on leaving. This way his parents would be able to go back to their old life and he could find somewhere where he could make friends. When he brought this to their attention, his mother replied, “If you want to leave, you can. I know it’s hard for you to make any friends here and children are bound to leave home eventually. But just remember that you could never be a burden to us.” His father, not being the biggest talker in the world, simply added on, “We love you, son.”
After saying his goodbyes, he left, on good terms with his parents. They’d given him directions to a few towns and popular tourist areas to ensure he wouldn’t wander anywhere overly dangerous. He’d decided on heading to Rainfront Town first, with the thought of going to a beach in mind.
» Other: With plenty of practice, he has gotten good at mimicking voices. He isn’t perfect at this however, usually having trouble with very high pitched or very low pitched voices.
Subject: Firseir the Zorua 
