Rise and shine, ursine!

Speaks in a whisper if he bothers to speak at all. In a group as loud as the Rockstars, that means he tends to be talked over constantly.

Occasionally shakes as if something is trying to break out xenomorph style

Unlike the Rockstars who are fully fluffed, Lefty is covered in a thin layer of velvet. Like a calico critter

Where did his eye go? It was knocked out during the struggle to capture Charlie.

He isn't built with performance in mind, so he can’t do a lot of the things that the others can. But he can hardly stand there doing nothing, so Lefte helps with setting up the stage plays the triangle on rare occasions.

Likes to look up and watch the stars. He can point out a few constellations, if you let it.

Knows THE best lullabies. Often found humming.

Apathetic for the most part now that he’s fulfilled his purpose. His only desire now is to reunite with his creator.

Was only slightly inconvenienced by burning to death. I mean, it happens to the best of us. Nothing to be done.

The Rockstars would not notice if something happened to him. They don’t dislike him, he just never engages!