Brush (Squirrely)

[Tirael]

Your character's full name: Brush of Southsward
Age: 27
Species: Squirrel
Gender: Male
Appearance:

Brush is tall and slender, never allowing himself to become fat. He has a rather subdued fur color, a tannish-brown that isn't readily noticeable. His eyes always seem to be a little bit narrow, as though he were scrutinizing everything. His movements are quick, but not jerky. He wears a white, short-sleeved tunic under a maroon-colored vest. This is completed with a black, silver-buckled belt around his waist. Around his right paw is a simple length of brown string given to him by his parents; he wears it to remember them by. Whenever he is serving in his combat capacity, he carries a long, dark javelin with an iron tip. It has a soft sheen to it, like mahogany.

Belongings:

Brush's spear, like his bracelet, both come from his home in Southsward. Aside from his clothes, he also owns a slim dagger and a black sheath for it. Along with this is a pouch to hold "whatever"; i.e. whatever the situation calls for.

Job or Position:

Scout/ Warrior

Personality:

In times of war, Brush is essentially a no-nonsense kind of squirrel. He can mentally view each choice in an emergency situation and pick the best one. He has practical wit, and can survive in the wilderness without much of anything. However, he never would have made a good scholar; he's too impatient, and a bit hot-headed.

Outside of battles, Brush is actually pretty entertaining to have around. He has a dry sense of humor, and rarely seems to be at a loss for words. He is very loyal to those he cares about, and fiercely protects theirs and his own honor. Unfortunately, he puts a little too much stock in honor; it can get ridiculous sometimes.

History and Background Information:

Brush was born in Southsward to Jeran and Vanna. As Vanna was the sister of the king, Brush was fourth in line for the throne of Southsward, after his older brother and the two children of the king and queen. However, even as he was young, his parents knew he would have never been fit for the life of a king. He was far too free-spirited; he would have languished had be been restricted to his homeland.

Up until the point when he was 17, he lived in Southsward, learning the skills of war from the otter guard of Castle Floret. Though he was just average in the use of most weapons, he found a talent in the use of javelins and spears. Therefore, when he decided to go roaming, his mother presented him with two gifts. One is the javelin that he uses to this day; the other is the silken brown bracelet he wears on his right paw. After a hard goodbye, coupled with a promise to visit every few years, he set off north to see the world.

Three years of wandering later, he came across Mossflower. He hadn't just headed north, instead taking something of a zig-zag path so that he could see more. He hadn't heard of the conquest of Redwall; upon hearing the story from a pair of mice, he decided to help the rebels, and headed for Camp Moss. He has been with them since then.

Any other details:

- Father: Jeran
- Mother: Vanna
- Older Brother: Kerva
- Most of the people living in both Castle Floret and Camp Moss

Code Words:

[Treble Tiderunner]

Accepted.