Muffin looks like a big mean tom-cat. The copious number of battle scars and one ragged ear tell part of the story of his life on the streets.
Muffin is in the prime of his life and despite his looks, he's really quite sweet. His hard life prior to taking up with Lee has made him appreciate the good life (as opposed to making him bitter).
He's a big, rangey cat with a head the size of a grapefruit, wide paws and claws that are hard and sharp as winter.
Muffin considers cats who are terribly worried about water, wetness, rain, or even swimming to be effete and lacking in moral fibre. How does one catch fish without getting wet?
> What drew you to the life of a sailor/mariner/privateer/pirate?
Lee decided to get onto the boat, so I tagged along.
> What job did you perform on the crew of the Aurora’s Kiss?
Chairman and senior member of the Vermin Control and Vermin Devouring committees.
Territory marking.
Some spite peeing to let people know that me, Lee or The Captian thought that they should square themselves away and be better sailors.
> What was your favorite thing about serving on the Aurora’s Kiss?
Besides Lee? Fish. I mean, a good rat is fine, delicious even, but fish can be so interesting and exotic.
> What are your goals as a sailor/mariner/privateer/pirate?
Hanging with Lee (Looking out for Lee, really.). Lee's my person and he needs ALL KINDS of help to get through the day.