Baelin Sanger-Kshau

Gender: Male... yah.

Age: 10ish

Skin: tanned but pale for that

Hair: black

Eyes: dark blue

Bonded: ? https://planetzar.com/nexus/index.html

Baelin acted older than ten when he was around his friends, but that was really only their perception. He certainly was more mature, but only if you counted "emo and gothy" as maturity. He pouted beautifully, attempted to be manly quite often - and though he'd definitely be his father's son in terms of raw strength, he had his mother's disposition. He was fiercely defensive of his friends, but also fiercely respectful of their wishes. He wanted to be seen as more than just 'yet another Sanger kid'.

He was doing an excellent job, really. He didn't put up with that Spring crap - the couple of weird xenobunnies and stuff that came from the eggs he had harvested listlessly still lurked in his dark part of the Den, but left him well enough alone.

Baelin's intelligence was on a par with his father Kalkin's, and he was definitely intending to become a Mad Scientist (tm) when he grew up. There were plenty of great things you could do as a Mad Scientist, including mess with things' genetics, create mechanical monstrosities, and generally have the pitchfork-and-torch crowd ready to burn you out of your castle at a moment's notice.

He so wanted his own castle.

His sister chided him for that, he had a perfectly good bunk in their suite, with curtains and even large black wall-units stolen from several other universes to keep "his" stuff separate. Now, that's not saying that he didn't like Kali, in fact he was as possessive and protective of her as any twin sibling might be. They were famous for chatting and going off on tangents, finishing each other's sentences, and having hour-long staring contests.

But she was such a girly girl. They all did hang out together, but once Kali had that huge mess of springxenos to take care of they spent less time together than usual. But, that meant that Baelin and his buddies were more or less left as a 'boys club' and they discovered they kinda liked it like that.

They hadn't built a fort or anything in the Den just yet, that had a sign saying "no gurls aloud" but they'd talked about it.

Ivo's scattered kids, some four footed and some that could shapeshift, and plenty that were merely furry, trailed into the Den frequently, and often remained for long periods. Raised by the group - raised by the Den itself sometimes - these kids hung out with anyone their age, and in this case that meant Yavin was usually around. And then, there was Kinkkori...

The three of them would make their way through the Den at all hours of the day or night, whenever they felt like roaming. Baelin was their leader, both announced and unspoken - whenever his mother needed to scold anyone, it was him, and he took it with the style of any Sanger. He enjoyed protecting his friends, really, but what he liked even more was...

Getting them into trouble.