And thus I spent most of my birthday working on this little sucker since a) I was off, b) surgery on my dad kept my family from being able to go out to dinner like usual, and c) I was tired of reading the anatomy chapter I needed to read. As it is, most of my dinner plans will be for later this week when everyone is here. My best friend's boyfriend works out of Florida so he's only around every other week. He's a friend of mine too so, can't leave him out.
But back to Agar Tinks. Panthers - in this world - by nature are tall, but he, at 5'6" is short since most females hit 6'. Due to being found abandoned and raised at a shelter, poor nutrition stunted his growth, affected his eyesight, and gave him a speech impediment that he is still overcoming. Little Agar stutters a bit. His lanky frame and hair give him the appearance of a nerd, but he really isn't. A genius of sorts when dealing with weapons, but not very strong in academic things and definitely lacking street smarts. Lives with a somewhat unwanted roommate that just won't leave, has a crush on a female that works at the diner he frequents when he's home from the war, and is attempting to stay away from his ex-crush because the gold digger now sees him as someone worth having because of his rank in the army. He is 19 years old so has only participated in actual combat for two years.
He also posses some unusual marks considering he's a panther. Instead of being a solid color, he has dark ears, a stripe across his eyes, and the tip of his tail. Such an easily identified birthmark, which eventually captures the interest of a dangerous person.