Xanril at a glance!
Age: 26ish
Species: Adaptive Breeder Wolf
Gender: Male
Height: Variable between 3 and 20 feet. Though for default consider him 5 foot feral, 8 foot Taur. His Anthro form with the hoodie and shiz is prolly like 8 or 9 foot. Size difference is hot ok?
Weight: Also variable based on height and how many people are inside of him!
Mate!: It's important to note Xanril possibly has a Mate..though not someone that frequents the hollow.
He had rested for over two centuries. his body changing and adapting to the fading world around, the shattered plane a mirror of his current existence, and forever linked to him. He had plenty of time to grieve while he slept, now awake he set out with renewed vigor, locking his realm away forever from outside intrusions, and sought out atonement. He never gave into the wrath burning deep inside of him, and just left the persecutor's of his once sacred plane alone. Instead, he shouldered full responsibility, and traveled the multiverse, solving problems, helping people wherever he could, until finally he put his past behind him. His body would never let him forget, permanently stained, literally, with the colors of his smoldering home. The wolf could live with that, and finally settled down, still traveling the multiverse and helping people, but at a much slower pace as he had grown lazy in his travels, and had wholly given himself over to the pleasures of the flesh, not really caring anymore. He had no land to protect, no more nightmares about the past, no sacred duty to uphold, no armies to defend against...the wolf was free for the first time in his entire existence, and planned to start living for the here, and now. He ate a lot, and slept around even more, discovering all sorts of fascinating practices and arts, devoting his new found free existence to the simple life of exploring, learning, solving problems, and chasing tail, but no matter how much tail he chased or caught, he had accepted a few truth's about his life. Xanril had no home, Xanril had no goal, Xanril was forever loveless, forever alone at his deepest core, and Xanril was pretty damned happy with how he was.
Xanril is a Breeder!
Xanril is also an Adaptive Breeder!
TL;DR LOTS OF CUM! LOTS AND LOTS OF CUM! ALL OF THE CUM!
Art Buttons!
