Poe fed a few raccoons once, and now his home’s a furry disaster zone. He’s trapped on the couch under numerous racoons. He can't find Karl, his raccoon, in all the fluffy mess. Karl is clever, smug, usually on Poe’s shoulder. Now he's lost in the swarm of racoons. Poe is quietly distressed to have lost his friend, but also happy to have so many racoons around him. Poe has a dark brown mullet, violet eyes under his bangs, a white collared shirt, a cream tailcoat, a black vest, thigh-length cape.