Life is gamble, It's harsh and painful most of the time, and it's not for the timid. Spoils go to the victor, not to the one who doesn't even show up for the battle.
Yeah, right. Life is a soul-sucking test that you either survive or you fail. Personally, I think failure blows, so I intend to survive and laugh my ass off at all the losers.
He stands at a rather impressive six foot two and is quite muscled as he has a love for putting together and taking apart engines, as well as other various activity - the complete opposite to his very tiny sister. Him and Willow are of Native Alaskan descent, they do not like to be called Native American because they are Native Alaskan and proud of it, and it clearly shows in their coloring. He also keeps his hair longer then average, which usually pisses off his very white aunt and uncle. He has his mother's coal black hair and kind brown eyes, as well as the dark skin from his mother's side.
He is kind, sensitive, rational, and independent; he is also arrogant, stubborn, hot tempered, and cold at times. He shows some obsessive-compulsive tendencies, such as the desire to be in control of his situation and being fastidious about cleanliness and order, but all in all he's pretty laid back.
Hunter and Willow grew up in their mother's village in Alaska with their White father and their Native mother, grandmother, grandfather, and various aunts and uncles. They lived happily with their family and friends until their mother and father was murdered by a pair of drunk men and they were shipped to their Aunt and Uncle since it was felt that Willow needed real parents and Hunter refused to leave her. They don't know anyone in this town or Washington, and for Hunter that's just fine.