Crio

Crio appears to be an exceptionally cute and pretty sixteen year old boy with spiky, windswept red hair and burgundy colored eyes. He has reddish-brown feathers over his ears and on his winged arms, which have hands on the end yet remain otherwise more avian-esque. He stands short at just 5'0'', with a slim build and a natural grumpy pout. On his face is a smattering of sparse light freckles, typically not seen unless he's sporting a sun tan.

Technically, Crio is a male harpy - but Crio is specifically a chicken harpy, IE - a harpy who takes more after poultry than hawks or eagles. Chicken harpies are a specific breed of beastfolk who live in symbiosis with mankind, often predated upon by more predatory beastfolk, such as regular harpies or - most prominently - foxboys/foxgirls. Unlike regular harpies, Crio and his kin have lightly-feathered human legs, feet, and bottom halves - unlike the scaly talons and fully-feathered legs of a harpy. Though his kind have heavy animal traits, Crio and his hens lack beaks of any kind - all beastfolk have human-y faces, more kemonomimi than anthro.

Crio is young, but he's the only rooster of his flock after the loss of his now-missing uncle Benn to a coyote-girl. Crio went from rooster-in-training to leading the flock in a day. Fiercely protective and the definition of a firebrand, Crio's priority are making sure the chicken-girl hens and chicks of his flock are safe, healthy, and secure. Being the only boy in a horde of 23 hens means he gets a lot of attention, something Crio both enjoys and is terribly flustered by.

When Crio isn't patrolling around the farm in hunt of predators or solving disputes or hen-fights amongst his flock, he often can be found playing with the chicks and conversing with the other farm-animal beastfolk that live on the Ardennes Farm. Crio's relationship with the humans that run the farm is cautious, but allied - the humans offer his flock protection in return for regular egg production. Though sometimes Crio thinks he and the other farm animal-folk could run this place far better than the humans ever could...

Obviously, Crio despises any beastfolk that have vulpine traits. Foxboys are public enemy number one to Crio - and most canine-types aren't far behind. This introduces a problem, as the dogboys who guards the farm, Sam and Princess, are... well... canine. Princess is a cute little pup-at-heart easily swayed by treats or ear scratches, but Sam is an ornery brat similar to Crio in age. He and Crio often butt heads on how the farm should be protected and how the chicken-girls should be herded.

Though Crio is small, he is fiesty and fierce - he protects his flock with his life, and isn't afraid to put himself at risk or get physically violent at a perceived threat towards his hens. Underneath his ear-feathers, a highly sensitive spot lies - a weak spot, for those in the know.

Crio views himself and the farm beastfolk as 'civilized' - he insists upon wearing human clothes and the like, and considers any beastfolk that don't follow human norms to be 'savage', looking on them with contempt at worst or pity at best.

Other residents of the farm include:

Carlington - Horse boy, more of a pony, very pretty, very vain, all the girls are into him

Marmalade - orange-furred catboy, barn cat, resident mouse chaser. Sleeps more often than anything else.

Farmer Ardennes - 40 year old woman who owns a shotgun and is Done with this Beastfolk bullshit, 24/7.