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Still in a Quet mood, so I felt like drawing meek little Hum. C:

Little about Hum:

Name: Hum
Species: Querquetulan
Gender: male
Age: 19
Orientation: gay
Fur colour: white
Spot colour: black
Hair colour: White
Eye colour: Hazel
Height: 6'0"
Personality: quiet, meek, careful, caring, perceptive
Specialties: building structures, cooking, making fires

Hum was abandoned by his his parents as an infant, due to his strange pelt colour. He would have died alone in the forest, but was discovered by a human hunter's dog. Instead of killing him, the human decided to take this little Quet home.
When the hunter brought Hum back to the town, the humans were of course angry with him. They told him that Quets were beasts and didn't belong amongst humans, but the hunter refused to give the poor Quet up. Begrudingly, the other humans allowed him to keep the Quet, telling him that as soon as Hum was old enough to fend for himself, he would have to go. It was awkward at first raising the quiet little Quet. Hum seemed to only come out of his awkward shell when the hunter played music, humming along with the sound-- hence his name.
Dispite their original hatred towards Hum, however, the humans soon grew to like the spotty Quet. He never talked much and was always happy to help them out with things almost to the point that he was being used. Before they knew it, he had been in the town for over ten years.
One day, however, the humans' hatred towards Quets was reborn when a group of returning loggers came back with wounds, missing a couple of their party. They had attempted to chop down the homes of a small Quet clan and had been attacked by the angry tree-dwellers.
That night, the humans finally chased Hum away as they had promised to do when he was small. He didn't understand why they were chasing him, but ran as fast as he could into the woods, only stopping when he ran into a small band of people just like him.

At first it was very awkward for Hum to become situated in the Quet clan. He had never been among his own people before then, and did not yet understand their customs and ways.
But Hum caught on quickly to how the tribe functioned, learning to live within the tribe. He still falls short at some tasks-- like hunting and making pelts and things-- but he's now an adept climber. He is also very good at cooking, starting fires, and construction work. Being raised by humans, having constantly helped them work on buildings, he helps with a large portion of the construction between and around the tree hollows of the clan.

Hum is copyright to me.
Querquetulans are copyright to me.
Drawn on SAI.

Description
Still in a Quet mood, so I felt like drawing meek little Hum. C:

Little about Hum:

Name: Hum
Species: Querquetulan
Gender: male
Age: 19
Orientation: gay
Fur colour: white
Spot colour: black
Hair colour: White
Eye colour: Hazel
Height: 6'0"
Personality: quiet, meek, careful, caring, perceptive
Specialties: building structures, cooking, making fires

Hum was abandoned by his his parents as an infant, due to his strange pelt colour. He would have died alone in the forest, but was discovered by a human hunter's dog. Instead of killing him, the human decided to take this little Quet home.
When the hunter brought Hum back to the town, the humans were of course angry with him. They told him that Quets were beasts and didn't belong amongst humans, but the hunter refused to give the poor Quet up. Begrudingly, the other humans allowed him to keep the Quet, telling him that as soon as Hum was old enough to fend for himself, he would have to go. It was awkward at first raising the quiet little Quet. Hum seemed to only come out of his awkward shell when the hunter played music, humming along with the sound-- hence his name.
Dispite their original hatred towards Hum, however, the humans soon grew to like the spotty Quet. He never talked much and was always happy to help them out with things almost to the point that he was being used. Before they knew it, he had been in the town for over ten years.
One day, however, the humans' hatred towards Quets was reborn when a group of returning loggers came back with wounds, missing a couple of their party. They had attempted to chop down the homes of a small Quet clan and had been attacked by the angry tree-dwellers.
That night, the humans finally chased Hum away as they had promised to do when he was small. He didn't understand why they were chasing him, but ran as fast as he could into the woods, only stopping when he ran into a small band of people just like him.

At first it was very awkward for Hum to become situated in the Quet clan. He had never been among his own people before then, and did not yet understand their customs and ways.
But Hum caught on quickly to how the tribe functioned, learning to live within the tribe. He still falls short at some tasks-- like hunting and making pelts and things-- but he's now an adept climber. He is also very good at cooking, starting fires, and construction work. Being raised by humans, having constantly helped them work on buildings, he helps with a large portion of the construction between and around the tree hollows of the clan.

Hum is copyright to me.
Querquetulans are copyright to me.
Drawn on SAI.