Name: Tekai Kurosaki(prefered name: Squall Okami)
age: 19
Species: Arctic Fox
Apearence: A tall thin boy of sevevteen, he isn't very strong. He has a score of longish(medium length) icey blue hair, usually very messy or jamed into a ski cap. He wears long, tight, dark blue pants, a black longsleeve shirt and a blue board vest with icey blue flames up the sides. He always has boarding gogles around his neck and is never seen without his snowboard, wich is black, with (you guessed it) icey blue flames on the front, exept when he is in bed,(wich he hopes that no-one has seen him in omg) he wears skintight, leather black gloves that go halfway to his elboes, to protect him from the cold.
Personality: He is a fun loving, thrill seeking snowboarding pro, and is very friendly. Although trying to make friends with evryone has caused trouble for him in the past, it doesn't discourage him much. He is very determaned, wich is some times viewed as stubornness.
Abilities: Has great (but limited) control over ice and snow, and, being a boarder, is very fast. He has somewhat decent fighting skills, but, relying greatly on his power, it is very limited.
The wind was flying in his face, pushing particles of ice into it, cuting him lightly, rushing down at speeds thought inhumanly possible, Squall Okami was about to atemp a trick previously just out of his grasp. It would have been a succes too, save the piece of paper that flew up at him, sticking tohis goggles
"What the?" he exclaimed, swerving to his left, into a tree.
"Shit!" he exclaimed, brushing the snow from his legs "What was that?" He grabed the paper and examined it, it was for a turny in the town near his current location. "Hmm..." he thought, "this would be a great oppourtunity to improve my skills..." decicion made, he hopped back onto his board, turning righ, towards the village.
Walking into a bar he ordered a straight firewhisky from the bartender, a large, balding man cleaning a clean glass with a dirty rag. He sat down across from an older bunny. "Hey, I'm Kai, but call me squall, nice ta meecha!" he indroduced, holing out his left paw