General Appearance: Blonde, green eyed, soft features
Personality: Super sweet and kind of guliable.
Special Talents: Calls herself the dog whisperer, shapeshifting (dingo)
Who they like better: Ollie
Who they take after more: Ollie
Personal Head canon: She actually remembers her original parents but she does not talk about them because they were abusive as hell towards her and her brother. She sees Jeff as their protector.
Face Claim: Emily Kinney
Name: Tucker Morgan
Gender: Male
General Appearance: Sandy colored hair, blue eyes, sharper features than his sister
Personality: a lot more reserved and protective, especially over Gwen despite her being older
Special Talents: shapeshifting (dingo)
Who they like better: Ollie
Who they take after more: Jeff but only slightly
Personal Head canon: He doesn’t know that Jeff killed his birth parents and Gwen has asked the entire family not to tell him because Tucker wouldn’t take well to finding that out.
“Then what should we talk about? Because sitting here in silence sounds like a terrible plan.” He wanted to push, thought it might help for her to get it all out, but he also knew she wouldn’t share unless she was ready so he let it go for now.
“I don’t want to talk,” she growled, making herself look as small as possible in the chair. It was the opposite of her usual demeanor, but she was too upset to care otherwise.
“Well then it sounds like we’re going to have an awkward afternoon, doesn’t it?” he answered, perching on the arm of a chair. “So do you wanna talk about what’s got you so agitated? Other than me, I mean.”
“No,” she snapped quickly, curling in on herself in the farthest seat from him. The last thing she wanted to do was discuss her ex with anyone, especially him. It was hard enough to even think about much less discuss.
“I don’t care!” he protested, biting his lip. “I don’t care because without you I’m dead anyway.”
He was getting upset again, partly because he knew how crazy it sounded to anyone who didn’t understand what he met. Hell, he hadn’t really understood it at first, not until he tried to walk away and gotten sick like he was going through drug withdrawals, even before Jeff had dragged him back in with promises he’d be better.
“Why the hell would you think that? You’d be better off without me in your life and we both know it,” he argued despite the way the words made his stomach knot painfully. He didn’t know what he would do without Ollie when he was stable. If he could be okay all the time, he would give damn near anything for it, but it would be worthless without the coyote lying beside him.
