"Hello there young person of whom I know nothing about, would you care to sit and join me in the consumption of organic matter?" *Terrek looked like he had been pulled straight out of a 30's style cartoon. He was covered in black and white fur with his only clothing being a pair of cartoony grey shoes and a pair of four-fingered white gloves. His arms and legs did not seem to have elbows and knees, but instead would bend down their whole length like soggy noodles. His tail was forked at the end, with the top half being black and the bottom half being white. He hat a large nose like an otter and two big, black, cheese-wheel-missing-a-slice eyes like old cartoons. Protruding from the back of his head were two long ears, overall making his head profile look like a severely misshapen hammer. Misshapen to the extent that there was no way someone would think it's a hammer. There was a pair of fur-covered nubs on each cheek, shoulder, and in the center of his chest. And though he wore nothing other than shoes and gloves, he did not seem to have any 'privates' of any kind. Which raised all sorts of questions which don't need to be answered so don't ask. His voice itself was calm and soothing, which was strange since it sounded like he had been smoking since he was a baby.*

[i]The boy could see Terrek's torso, legs, tail... but couldn't seem to see the features of his face or head. He stared blankly at Terrek's face, almost as though he was staring through the furry. He cautiously approaching the creature; as he drew closer, it was clear that he was entirely unarmed. Of course, because he was only 13.[/i] "Wh-who are you...? Have you seen my mom...?" [i]He asked, his voice shaky and his lips quivering unconsciously.[/i]

"No, I have not seen your mother, but my name is Terrek and you are safe near me. Please, sit down and eat some food. There are very important matters we have to discuss." *Terrek beckoned the boy. Somehow, his features seemed to focus just enough for the boy to be able to see them. How he did this was unclear, but it was most likely due to his unique perspective on the workings of the universe and his insider information he has on such workings.*

[i]Even if Terrek's features did focus, Ike had already looked away, silently situating himself on the picnic blanket. He looked around, searching for the food one might bring to a picnic. He did not respond to Terrek after he had said that he did not know where his mother was; the boy seemed to be a rather quiet individual, to say the least.[/i]