Snarf: Resident whiner. Real name, Snarf Osbert (but don't call him that unless you want the fur to really fly!)
Age: Who knows how to translate snarf years? Let's just say he's old!
Sex: Male
Species/Race: Snarf
Alliance: Good Guys

Appearance: See Picture

Weapons/Skills/Powers: Worrying like crazy, if you call that a skill. Otherwise, he has a prehensile tail that allows him to do some neat maneuvering. Snarf can also communicate with the animal kingdom, which has come in handy a time or two. Oh, and he bakes a mean candy fruit pie, heh heh. Basically, whenever he's not having a Lion-O inspired coronary, he's tidying the Lair and grumbling about how no one can see that the world would fall apart without him.

Background: Snarfs as a species have loyally served Thunderian nobility for ages. And so Snarf was entrusted with the care of Lion-O by Claudis when Lion-O was just a cub. He's served as Lion-O's faithful nurse-maid and companion since. In fact, Snarf has a tough time coming to terms with the fact that Lion-O is an adult now. Not only does this drive Lion-O nuts from time to time, but everyone else has to put up with Snarf's constant fretting. But, the fuzzy dude means well, so what can you do?