His coat tends toward tawny when puma and silver gray when wolf. He's 24 years old, just under 6' tall, 175#, trim, and well-muscled. (He's had to be to survive.) He *much* prefers going unclothed; clothing makes him feel confined/un-free, though he can tolerate it when absolutely necessary.

His "people skills" aren't very good, since most of his contacts with others have been pretty horrendous, especially in his early, formative years. Hardrock was born in Carolingia in the foothills bordering the southern mountains and spent a boyhood there marked by ongoing sexual abuse from age 5. (He has very little memory of this time, having dissociated from it in order to survive with some degree of sanity.) He was taken to the city and forced into prostitution at age 12. His physical beauty made him very much in demand. He served both male and female clients, though he found that he prefered males.

When he was 17 Hardrock killed a client who insisted on "going too far." He managed to escape to forested reserve public lands and has been wandering since then, trying to regain memories of those early years and to find a place where he can belong. He is determined to find his one true love (male) and make a new life for himself, but finds it impossible to trust another adult and is unable to form a close adult relationship. As soon as he starts to feel close to someone, he somehow manages to drive them away or feels himself compelled to leave. He has no problem relating to younger people and is very protective of them.

Now he's finally found the Happenstance Islands and made his way to Freedom's Run. The name, more than anything else, drew him there, since *he* has been running to freedom for the past seven years. Most of this time, of course, he has been a fauve. He is now hiding in the forests of Freedom's Run trying to decide on his next course of action.