*Name: Toby Felinex*

*Species:* Catboy

*Gender:* Male

*Age:* 19

*Sexuality:* Bisexual (leans toward men)

*Pronouns:* He/Him

*Role:* Wandering Maid-for-Hire

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*Bio:*

Toby Felinex is a gentle, quiet presence wrapped in ruffles and restraint. A freelance maid-for-hire, he drifts from manor to manor, offering pristine cleaning, elegant service, and the kind of silence that puts cursed spirits at ease. With delicate hands and a keen eye for hidden grime (or hidden motives), Toby has earned a reputation as both dependable and delightfully unthreatening.

He prefers traditional maidwear, not for attention but because it feels right—clean lines, soft fabrics, and a little anonymity in the swirl of skirts. He’s used to being mistaken for a girl and doesn’t correct people unless he’s in a mood. Which, to be fair, is rare. But when it happens? That tail flick says *everything.*

Toby is bisexual, but his gaze lingers longer on well-dressed men with kind eyes and good posture. He tells himself it's nothing. A passing thought. Just admiration. But every now and then, when a nobleman thanks him with a smile too soft, or brushes his hand too gently, Toby feels his chest tighten in that inconvenient, undeniable way.

He’ll never make the first move—*ever*—but if someone makes the effort to see past his quiet nature and frilly layers... they just might find the softest, most ride-or-die catboy around.

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*Personality Notes:*

*Polite to strangers, teasingly sarcastic with people he trusts*

*Manners like a butler, heart like a schoolboy with a crush*

*Plays dumb when someone flirts, but internally panics for 30 straight minutes*

*Keeps a little notebook of compliments he’s received—he rereads it when he’s sad*