Name: Maxwell Thorne
Nickname: Max
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Species: Were-bird, I guess you'd say
Special classes: Herbology, astronomy, science of mythical creatures
Looks: He's a red head with brown eyes and pale skin. He's tall, but wishes he was small.
Wears: sweater vests and cotton dress shirts are common items in his wardrobe, along with blue jeans and slacks
Personality: He's shy and typically nervous, but when he's a bird, he gets a major confidence boost, sort of like how a hero feels behind a mask. As a bird, he's talkative. As a person, not so much. He avoids any possible violence and mixes up his words a lot.
Powers/abilities: He can turn into a scarlet macaw at any time, but on a full moon, he's one all night long and goes everywhere

Strengths: He can control his other form very well. He can compose and play the piano and violin. He's a natural navigator. Maps just click into place for him
Weaknesses: If he's a bird for a bit, he'll start craving carrots or peppers or sweet potatoes and he will be tired when he transforms back. So after a full moon, he eats a lot of vegetables and will fall asleep constantly. He shies away from applause and any reinforcement when he plays any music, whether the critique is positive or negative.
Siblings: None
Crush: None
Backstory: Max was raised by a grandmother who believed in keeping polite traditions alive. Because of her, he knows how to cook, keeps organized, can read Latin, and can play a piano and violin. She also had a bit to do with his wardrobe. So when he first shifted into a not-so-traditional bird, it was a shock. They both expected an owl or a cardinal or a pigeon.