Watch, the I Got Them Magic Butoh Skills Male Arkansonney
Perhaps the best way to describe this male would be simply to say that he is a rough and tumble, playful goofball. He's the type of Sus to get into the mock 'death fights' with others, only to roll over and flail at the last minute in surrender. He has a tendency to be a bit on the rougher side when playing, however - sometimes, others will get hurt by accident, and when this happens he will berate himself for a few days and feel thoroughly awful about it. See, he just doesn't know his own strength, and he really is such a sweetheart at the core of things that yelling at him or scolding him for it will actually hurt him pretty badly. When not out playing too roughly or scrabbling around in the mud, he enjoys to stretch out and spend quality time with those he cares most about. Really, it doesn't matter much exactly what you're doing, he's happy to just sit next to you and bask in your existence. He tends to go all out when cheering others up, so it would be a good idea to keep an eye on him to be sure he won't get hurt in the process.
As sweet as he is, the Arkansonney also has a hidden temper that flares hotter and higher than one could expect for his rank; he goes from zero to a hundred real quick, and it's never a good thing to be on the receiving end of it. While he does feel bad if he takes it out on those who don't deserve it at all, he will often snort in satisfaction if whomever caused it was rightly deserving to be charged and likely bit. It was their fault anyway, so *huff*.
Cutely enough, the male is exactly the same height as his rank mate, though with just enough muscle mass for others to tell the difference between the two. His coloring is also similar to the Gullinbursti of the group, as far as his main coat shade goes; it's actually closer to a Glaucous blue, darkening at his face to make his ice blue eyes almost pop against the color. Stripes that almost seem to mimic lightning strips strike his shoulders and move down his back, stopping at his tailbone and reappearing on his hind legs; the color begins with an dark yellow-grey shade, lightening gradually until it eventually fades to a bright ivory color at the very ends. The ivory color returns as freckle-like markings across his cheeks, though those are harder to see at first glance.
As sweet as he is, the Arkansonney also has a hidden temper that flares hotter and higher than one could expect for his rank; he goes from zero to a hundred real quick, and it's never a good thing to be on the receiving end of it. While he does feel bad if he takes it out on those who don't deserve it at all, he will often snort in satisfaction if whomever caused it was rightly deserving to be charged and likely bit. It was their fault anyway, so *huff*.
Cutely enough, the male is exactly the same height as his rank mate, though with just enough muscle mass for others to tell the difference between the two. His coloring is also similar to the Gullinbursti of the group, as far as his main coat shade goes; it's actually closer to a Glaucous blue, darkening at his face to make his ice blue eyes almost pop against the color. Stripes that almost seem to mimic lightning strips strike his shoulders and move down his back, stopping at his tailbone and reappearing on his hind legs; the color begins with an dark yellow-grey shade, lightening gradually until it eventually fades to a bright ivory color at the very ends. The ivory color returns as freckle-like markings across his cheeks, though those are harder to see at first glance.