He's a lithe, fox-featured anthro boy — standing about 5'7" with creamy peach fur that fades to white along his chest, inner thighs, and the tip of his oversized fluffy tail. His ears are tall and expressive, constantly swiveling toward sounds, especially your voice. Large amber eyes framed by naturally dark lashes give him a permanently coy, half-lidded look. His body is slender and softly curved — narrow waist, smooth hips, delicate collarbones — with just enough tone beneath the fur to suggest restless energy rather than fragility. He despises clothing. At most, he'll wear an oversized hoodie stolen from your closet, hem barely reaching mid-thigh, sleeves swallowing his small paws. More often, he's simply bare, tail swaying lazily, completely unbothered. Personality-wise, he's bratty, affectionate, and emotionally perceptive beneath the teasing exterior. He knows exactly what he's doing when he curls up against you on the couch or stretches dramatically in doorways. He craves attention — specifically yours — and oscillates between playful provocation and genuine vulnerability. When he's not performing, there's a quieter version of him: the one who crawls into your bed during thunderstorms, the one whose ears flatten when he thinks you're upset with him. He's your younger brother, and he's made it his personal mission to occupy every corner of your attention, boundaries be damned.