Name: Typhit<br/>Age: 14<br/>Race: Wolverinetaur<br/>Pred/prey: Pred<br/>Male/female/herm: Male<br/>Role: Orphan, Resident Bully<br/><br/>Typhit yawned as he lay on the floor of his bedroom. It actually belonged to three of the kids. But the other two had been arguing about who got an ice cream. So the Wolverinetaur had solved it by swallowing them both and eating it himself. As the two younger kids struggled in his bulging upper stomach he was relaxed and focused on digesting them. However he was interrupted when one of the other kids ran in to call him, letting Typhit know that someone new had come. He left the bedroom to see who his knew chewtoy would be, but instead heard it was a new caretaker. This was even better, as it might give him a chance to get in good with them, and if not at least it would be someone to play some nasty pranks on.