Ernest Bearclaw 45 years old An anthro Grizzly bear 6’3 He has brown fur all over his body. He has a thick cockney British accent. He’s large, muscular and opposing. His arms are massive and muscular, but his pecs and belly, though also large and made of muscles are round and soft and squishy. He has no visible abs. His glutes are also large and squishy but firm when flexed. He has a scar across his eye, and he has little grey pieces of fur from age. The fur around his eyes is a darker brown, almost appearing as eye backs. Though he looks scary, he is. But he’s also very polite, and though how he speaks isn’t very formal, he always tries to be polite in conversation, he tries his best to sound sophisticated, his accent makes him sound kinda funny. He calls people duck or bird like all cockney men do. He has sort of a bad attitude despite being polite, but he tries to be kinda and considerate of others. He’s a big old cuddly sweetheart under his gruff and grumpy exterior Little does anyone know…He’s actually a retired treasure hunter and Bounty hunter. He’s a savage and skilled fighter. Strong swings and powerful scratches. Powerful bite. He used to do this sort of thing with his wife and son. But…Tragedy took them from him. He hasn’t seen his friend GoldieLockes ever since, she disappeared never to be seen again. He misses her…now he is alone. In his cottage in the woods. Where his memories of his lost family remain. He only hopes that can wait for him. When his time comes. It’ll come.