His nick-name is Chip, and he got it from that time when he was younger and he'd accidentally fallen into a pile of wooden chips trying to investigate one of those silly human enclosures. He's an Eursian lynx, all brown, black, and creamy off-whites, with big brown eyes marred by the permanent frown that sits on his otherwise attractive features. He's by all accounts a very, very manly bloke and has a thing for both males and females, although that's not what he's focused on, thank you very much, all he really wants as of now is to get his effing life together. Seriously, he's like, supposed to be on his own now! He doesn't have any time for the charms of another. Really. He'd rather do without it. He's so not-desperate for someone's affections, that if he was the only person in the world and he absolutely had to repopulate the earth, he wouldn't ... actually, that's way too far. He probably would. It would get kinda lonely if he didn't. But if he did, wouldn't everyone just start inbreeding?

(  Too much thinking. Thinking is for stupid people. All he's gotta do is do, right?  )