Post by lash on Apr 5, 2009 15:40:40 GMT -5
Name: Drury Todd
Gender: Male
Age: 4 years
Species: Mouse
Occupation: None Really
Physical Appearance:
Large eyes that are a bright blue color are his dominant feature. He has scruffy dark brown fur with a little white patch on the tip of his tail and a dark brown splotch on his neck. He's slightly pudgy with a pug nose and an constantly grinning mouth. He has little paws and a small pinkish nose. He wears a small light green tunic with a dark green rope belt around the middle.
Possessions
He possessions are not many being considered only a Dibbun. He has a small stick he pretends is a sword and uses to constantly poke and terrorize the other Abbey babes. He has very worn out over large sandals (which he hardly ever Ever wears). He has other various objects he has collected from his Dibbun escapades including a stone he calls his "lukky rock," lots of leaves, and small sharp sticks his "daggers." Also under his bed is kept a small piece of clay formed into a rough figure he says is a "bumbly bee."
Personality:
Like any other Dibbun he loves to romp with (and scare the life out of) his playmates. He loves to eat constantly scouring the kitchens for extra food. When ever he can go out of the Abbey (with adult supervision of course) he goes very willingly and quite a bit ecstatically. He has a good sense of humor and loves to play pranks. He is somewhat known for not being a very good sport as he always complains when other Dibbuns win Dibbun games or contests. With a love for fun and terrorizing other people his is by all abbey folk rightfully nicknamed the "Little Terror."
Strengths:
Swimming and running are to very good qualities and strengths of his. He is always diving and racing in the Abbey pond with the other Dibbuns. He loves to run and is almost never just walking.
Weaknesses:
He is very afraid of heights after all he is only a baby. Another weakness of his is he almost always gets lost whether in the orchard or the attic.
History:
He was born in Redwall to John and Chelsy Todd. Proudly raising their son and naming him Drury after his Grandfather. They taught him his manners (which he sometimes forgets). By the time he was a year old he would complain about his chores often. He was scolded about this but still relapses into bouts of whining from time to time. His special playmate Orly a male mole babe often goes of on romps with him having been his friend since he was only half a year old.
One time when his parents were at dinner he almost got lost in Mossflower wood. The back gate was unlocked and Orly and him trundled of together. His mother saw he was missing and told her husband who found and retrieved the young ones. A little while after he was lost in the woods he went swimming with Orly in the Abbey pond. Orly started drowning and called for help. Just then Drury was the only one around so he promptly dove in and saved his friend. He was worshiped by the otters who gave him hotroot soup which he spat out quickly. He is still the scamp he always was though nothing to eventful has happened in his life since then.
Relationships:
Grandfather Drury. Mother and Father. And a rascally cousin named Marcel.
Other:
None ;D
Gender: Male
Age: 4 years
Species: Mouse
Occupation: None Really
Physical Appearance:
Large eyes that are a bright blue color are his dominant feature. He has scruffy dark brown fur with a little white patch on the tip of his tail and a dark brown splotch on his neck. He's slightly pudgy with a pug nose and an constantly grinning mouth. He has little paws and a small pinkish nose. He wears a small light green tunic with a dark green rope belt around the middle.
Possessions
He possessions are not many being considered only a Dibbun. He has a small stick he pretends is a sword and uses to constantly poke and terrorize the other Abbey babes. He has very worn out over large sandals (which he hardly ever Ever wears). He has other various objects he has collected from his Dibbun escapades including a stone he calls his "lukky rock," lots of leaves, and small sharp sticks his "daggers." Also under his bed is kept a small piece of clay formed into a rough figure he says is a "bumbly bee."
Personality:
Like any other Dibbun he loves to romp with (and scare the life out of) his playmates. He loves to eat constantly scouring the kitchens for extra food. When ever he can go out of the Abbey (with adult supervision of course) he goes very willingly and quite a bit ecstatically. He has a good sense of humor and loves to play pranks. He is somewhat known for not being a very good sport as he always complains when other Dibbuns win Dibbun games or contests. With a love for fun and terrorizing other people his is by all abbey folk rightfully nicknamed the "Little Terror."
Strengths:
Swimming and running are to very good qualities and strengths of his. He is always diving and racing in the Abbey pond with the other Dibbuns. He loves to run and is almost never just walking.
Weaknesses:
He is very afraid of heights after all he is only a baby. Another weakness of his is he almost always gets lost whether in the orchard or the attic.
History:
He was born in Redwall to John and Chelsy Todd. Proudly raising their son and naming him Drury after his Grandfather. They taught him his manners (which he sometimes forgets). By the time he was a year old he would complain about his chores often. He was scolded about this but still relapses into bouts of whining from time to time. His special playmate Orly a male mole babe often goes of on romps with him having been his friend since he was only half a year old.
One time when his parents were at dinner he almost got lost in Mossflower wood. The back gate was unlocked and Orly and him trundled of together. His mother saw he was missing and told her husband who found and retrieved the young ones. A little while after he was lost in the woods he went swimming with Orly in the Abbey pond. Orly started drowning and called for help. Just then Drury was the only one around so he promptly dove in and saved his friend. He was worshiped by the otters who gave him hotroot soup which he spat out quickly. He is still the scamp he always was though nothing to eventful has happened in his life since then.
Relationships:
Grandfather Drury. Mother and Father. And a rascally cousin named Marcel.
Other:
None ;D
