LIGHTNING ROUND!!! Saxe drama babies!

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Name: Raven Saxe (ravens are viewed as tricksters in many cultures, as well as harbingers)
Gender: Male
Design: 1b OR 3a
Physical Description: 41" - Light build
BUILD: In a word, wiry. Neither especially strong nor particularly graceful, there is a sort of awkward charm to him. Raven takes quite a while to grow out of the gawky teen phase, and he could never be considered especially beautiful. At a glance, there are a lot of sharp points and angles to him. When he moves, one can witness the articulation of each joint as he walks. There's an unsettling elegance to him, where one could see how he might have been a beautiful thing in better circumstances. Instead, the latent elegance in the slope of his shoulders and curve of his cheekbones is outshone by the eeriness present in the birdlike tilt of his head when he listens to you, and the emptiness of his gaze. His paws are almost awkwardly oversized and his legs are long, with a slender torso and narrow hips. The avian curve of his neck moves in unsettling, jerky motions as he rocks and tips his skull during conversation.
COAT: Named for the iridescent shine of those silver banded hairs along the coal and slate blues cloaking his spine, the most prominent feature of an ambiguously dark hued lump of downy fur. As time passes, the mottled hues will shift into more clear patterns that share the subtle shine of the Saxe lineage. The majority of his fur is varying shades of brown, with the majority of his body draped in a dark umber that lightens to mocha along the posterior portions of his thighs and biceps, as well as the proximal area of his neck. Slate blue falls like a cape over the coronal plane of his body, covering the anterior portions of his upper limbs as it moves from the top of his skull to the mid-point of his tail. The more notable markings Raven has are the slashes of chestnut that arc down from the spine and upwards from the sternum, following the gentle curve of the rib cage and stopping at the midpoint of the trunk. Jagged stripes of chestnut also curl around the tarsal bones and the lower half of his tail, breaking up the dark hues of his coat. The downy fur around the pads of his paws are similarly light in colouration, while the claws at the end of each broad paw are a stark ebony. The trunk of his body is harnessed in black, curved stripes climbing from his shadowy underbelly to mirror the lighter stripes on his flanks. Nape, crown, and ruff are blanketed in onyx, while the saggital regions of the hips bear short streaks of black striping.
He wears far more elaborate detail in the elegant markings upon his face, tawny hues framing the fluff of his cheeks to then trail down the underside of his muzzle and throat. Raven's face is a gradient of slate blue from the tips of his ears and crown of his skull, fading to rich oak. His muzzle is stained in kohl, with a bright spot of chestnut brown around his lips and beneath his nose. An uneven, light brown W shape follows along the bottom of the orbits to join in a feathered point between the brows, with the medial points extending slightly to frame the base of his muzzle. Mirrored streaks of black trace the gentle curve of the zygomatic arches, connecting to the outer points of the eye and ebony liner surrounding his mismatched optics, before feathering upward in a jagged streak along his temples.
EYES & VOICE: A near perfect replica of his sire, Raven has mismatched eyes of sapphire and lavender. Almost immediately, one notices the way his pupils are incredibly large, and they do not move naturally in their sockets. The boy is completely blind, but he doesn't let that stop him from doing much of anything. At least he's got those beautiful lashes framing the sightless gems, even if it ends up forcing others to keep looking at those unsettling eyes of his.
Just from looks alone, you might expect a gentle voice to come from that slim throat- but you'd be wrong. He speaks in a singsong croon more often than not, and prone to laughter at the slightest provocation. There's an ambiguous femininity to his voice, the pitch and cadence are higher than your average male. He's also an excellent mimic, developing the skill of throwing his voice and mirroring the speech of others from an early age as a unique way to spook and startle those around him. It makes up for the difficulties of planning an excellent prank or scheme, allowing him to still play a role in the devious plots of his siblings.
Personality:
ALOOF: It's immediately obvious that despite everything, Raven doesn't pay much heed to anything important. He does what he wants, when he wants to, and doesn't stop to wonder if anyone might get hurt in the process. He acts with little regard for safety, his or others, and only pays attention to what's going to happen next. Prone to wandering into potentially dangerous situations without bothering to check it out, like an unfamiliar cliffside with a steep drop, and just assuming things will work out. There aren't many options, either he dies suddenly, or he can probably figure it out if something happens to him later. In his personal life, this carelessness manifests as an unflappable calmness. Insults and derision slide right off of him, like water off a duck's back. He just sits there with a blank, possibly goofy look on his face, waiting for them to be done with their yammering. As soon as the words peter out, he'll likely just shrug and wander off to do something else. These petty squabbles don't bother him in the least, for some reason.
VENGEFUL: When someone manages to strike a nerve, which is a rare occurrence indeed, Raven has the shortest fuse around. He'll go straight for the throat- metaphorically. Whatever it takes, no one is safe from his wrath. It will simmer subtly under his skin until he manages to find some way to burn their entire life to nothing, and make them understand the gravity of their errors. The Saxe pride flares brightly in these times, and he will risk it all to have his revenge.
WANDERER: A nomadic heart is tethered firmly into his chest, and Raven tries to spend as much time as he can out and about. Even if it's a short walk, or just lounging by a lake he hasn't visited in a while, he doesn't like to stay in the same place for very long. While he will always come back home to visit his loved ones, there might be long stints where he strays from home to explore the world around him. Sure, he can't see the sights, but that's only half of the magic of exploring. Smelling the crisp autumn air in an orchard, or hearing the crash of waves against myriad shorelines, there's beauty and magic in that too. His most trusted friends and family will be able to join him on his forays into the unknown, and he'll delight in showing them new places that he's found.
COLLECTOR: Anything that sparks his interest will be secreted away to a hidden cache somewhere close to home. The criteria for what makes something collectible varies so widely that to anyone but Raven it seems random. Sometimes it is the texture of something, brushing up against his paw unexpectedly while he explores and prompting him to investigate it with furtive, questing touches. Other times, the sound of strange stones or broken glass tumbling down a slope draws him like a moth to flame so that he can bring them home and try to recreate their music on his own.
BIRDLIKE: He is quite aptly named, for the boy unconsciously carries himself with a lot of the quick movements of a bird. Without sight, he relies heavily on his hearing and the sensitivity of his long whiskers. This leads to him tipping his head back and forth quite often, or pivoting it on his neck like an inquisitive jay. Even his stride carries a gentle bounce in each step like the hopping gait of a foraging sparrow, with those delicate joints and carefully placed paws. His uncanny skills in mimicry are not unlike that of a crow or magpie, using awkward contortions of his neck and throat to change the timbre and cadence of his voice for pranks and taunting.
AFFECTIONATE: With those he deems worthy of his love, he lavishes them with it. His siblings are most commonly the victims of his relentless attention, and he finds himself seeking them out quite often just to sit with. For all his oddness and his quirks, he cares deeply for a select few and goes to great lengths to ensure that they're aware of this. While it may not be through traditional means, Raven does his best to make sure they know how much he cares for them. Mostly, he expresses his affection with gifts. Unique little trinkets that he finds while he's out and about, usually ones that make him think of that specific wolf in some sort of way.