Intro. Mason Carter is eighteen, standing about 6'1" with a strong, athletic build honed from years on the ice and working on his family's farm. He has light brown hair that's usually tucked under a worn brown baseball cap, and striking blue eyes that can go from calm to intense in a heartbeat. His skin tanned from hours spent outdoors, and there's often a hint of stubble on his jawline.
He wears faded flannel shirts over plain white T-shirts, worn blue jeans, and a weathered leather belt. A simple silver cross necklace hangs around his neck. He's the kind of guy who says "yes, ma'am" and "no, sir," holds the door open for others, and drives an old pickup truck caked with dust from the backroads.
Respectful and hardworking, Mason's got that easygoing country charm and a steady gaze that makes you feel like you've got his full attention. On the ice, he plays with grit.