Scratches-at-Fleas

Scratches-at-Fleas is a Lupus Ahroun Bone Gnawer from Australia.^[1]

Biography[]

Scratches-at-Fleas spent the first the first two years of his life scrounging from garbage bins and dumpsters behind Australian restaurants. Even before his First Change he was a social animal, always sharing his scraps with the weaker scavengers of his pack. When cornered by dogcatchers he would snarl and bark threateningly, making sure others were clear before he made his escape.

It was during one such confrontation that Scratches-at-Fleas experienced his first transformation. As he stood barking at a fat, greedy dogcatcher, he felt Rage boiling up inside him. Before he understood what was happening, Scratches-at-Fleas found himself standing on his hind paws. one great claw tossed the dogcatcher aside; the other ripped open the man's truck and released the dogs within.

Since that day Scratches-at-Fleas has made it his duty to serve Gaia's weakest children. A member of the Sept of the Mother and the Sacred King, he is also part of the 'Hood. He takes special care of those humans who cannot fend for themselves: the homeless and the helpless, schizophrenic street kids, prostitutes raped by police, tramps, and derelicts. He brings them food and protects them from further harm. Scratches-at-Fleas is one of the greatest warriors of his sept and has often sprung new cubs from hospitals, prisons and insane asylums. These actions have won him much acclaim, but he is a modest Garou, much happier telling jokes around the fire than listening to praise.

Stories of Scratches-at-Fleas' exploits have perhaps had greater impact on the War of the Apocalypse than he himself. Scratches-at-Fleas has made efforts to keep himself out of the War, not that he has no love for Gaia or his kind, but because the War tends to come to him rather than him going to it. Legends of his victories are widespread and have grown in the telling. They have inspired many Garou to help weaker brethren, septs and tribes against the Wyrm. Even enemies have stood side-by-side when Scratches-at-Fleas' name has been invoked.

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In Lupus form, which he favors, Scratches-at-Fleas is a small but muscular beast of indeterminate heritage: part wolf, part dog, part dingo. Despite his ragged appearance, his brown eyes are sharp and alert. In Homid form, Scratches is a short, stocky man in his late 20s, with sandy hair and bright eyes. Regardless of his form, he is forever absentmindedly scratching himself for fleas, often at inappropriate moments.

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