Resson is an anthromorphic wolf. Denim shorts tattered at the bottom and the dressy but plain looking undershirt and coat that looks like something taken from a marching band are all he cares to wear.
His eyes and hair are his most memorable qualities. The sparkle of vibrance and life make his deepest of blue eyes charming, almost beyond words, but something else haunts in those depths. His obsessively clean hair matches his greyish fur, but it flows behind him to a few inches below his shoulders and cascades gracefully in front, teasing at his otherwise forgetable face. His quiet and neutral expressions make him seem unbearably shy.
Resson has some kind of strange magic that curses his existence. He can't die; his frequent suicides prove that. Even tho you never see it, he can summon items, most commonly his flute and various weapons. Resson is all but impervious to any kind of feeling, and for some reason, can't talk.
Character notes: Resson can't die. Kill or maul him all you want, it won't do anything. Of course, this can be a good thing for some thrill seekers. He's not into yiff or sex and M/M is out of the question. He's exclusively interested in killing himself; he wants everyone else to live happily ever after. It takes a rare and exceptionally irritating and disrespectful person to get him annoyed enough to even think about hurting someone else. Please don't make me prove whether or not my summoned weapons can actually hurt anyone.