Val - Folami - Male

[I L Y I C H]

Gender: male
Age: 6 months
Species: folami

Eye color: sapphire blue.
Body Build: thin and wiry.
Fur Length: short.
Spay/Neutered/Steral: nope.

Mother: No name. #38. Test subjected aperture 10098
Father: No name. # 19 Test subject aperture 00401
Siblings: None survived. Died in womb.
Friends: none
Mate: none
Children: none

Trained?: partially, given to pack to test effect on skills.
Opposing the feline massacre?: Has no opinion. He's been ordered to do so so he shall.
Personality:
Im a good boy, the people said so. They said I was a good boy, and no matter what mommy says I know their right. Im a good boy. Im a little insecure, I know, but I just want people to think i'm a good boy. Because I am. Ill do anything my superiors command of me, i'm a loyal child. I won't let anyone fall behind. But I can't like the kitty's so I have to let them fall behind. I'm use to it now though, desensitized. It doesn't hurt any more. I find that I don't care anymore about them, the kitties I mean.

I do get really bad dreams sometimes though, but I can't tell anyone. That would make me a bad boy, and I can't do that. I can't be a bad boy. They really are horrid though, so much pain. I don't like seeing others in pain. It makes me hurt, but Im not allowed to so I wont. I can't. My Mommy hates me because Im a good boy and she's a bad mommy. The people said so. She tried to tell me my human's didn't love me. I didn't believe her. They did, they had to. I loved them, so they must... They may hurt me but it was because I was a bad boy! I did better, I did! And they didn't hurt me so much. They loved me enough to make me a good boy.

Mommy was a liar, I hate liars. There's nothing meaner then a liar. I think Lucifer is a liar. He makes big speeches, but he doesn't follow them sometimes. He told Carska she couldn't lead, and I love Carska. She's so kind to me even when she trains with the puppies. She isn't a stone wall of hate she tells me when Im a good boy. I am loyal to my alphess. Carska is queen, and she needs her spot back. Mahal is my best friend. He's not such a good boy but now that his daddy is gone he's trying really hard. I think he thinks its his fault. He's being a good boy now, reluctantly hitting Abeni. He sulks a lot though, and Im worried for him.

Still part of the pack?: Yes, just handed to them.
*Rank: male pup
History:

Bang bang went the coffin nails
like a breath exhaled gone forever

Born in a breeding center, his life was cursed from the start. He was a new experiment. He was created to see if genes or environment were most important in training. His half brother, unknown to him was given to a human to train. He was given from his mother to the pack. His mother was a kind woman, weak willed and reluctant to kill the felines who's language she shared. His father was a vicious brute with absolute loyalty to his human master's wishes. His mother was forced to carry the man's seed. And three months later she found herself the mother of a single, disgusting child. She tried to love him she did, but he was his father's innocent image. He knew she hated him from a young age, but he wanted her to love him very much so he tried... tried so hard.

brought to his knees he cried
brought to his feet he died

The humans had decided to give him one harsh week of 'real' training before setting him off to his wild kind. That week almost ended his young vulnerable life. But they said he was a good boy when he lived. Blood soaked and dusty he went back to his mother and she told him he was not. It was all very confusing. But he began to gravitate to the ones that loved him, to the humans. His mother hated him, he knew. But the humans, they said he was a good boy. They gave him love he yearned and grasped for. Encouragement. It was a beautiful thing.

what God would damn a heart?
what God drove us apart?

Now he had been given to his real mentor. He looked up to Nimrod with awe and obsession. He would be a good boy, and make his mentor proud. HE would be a good boy and make his alpha and alphess proud. But now Bidziil is gone, and Carska's once hearty encouragement is weak and lifeless. Everything is so sad,and he hurts with it. But he can't show it. So he'll just play his little game and hope to God that Nimrod's plans work.

what god could make it stop? let this end.
eighteen years pushed to the ledge. it’s come to this,
a weightless step. on the way down singing, woah, woah.
bang bang from the closet walls, the schoolhouse halls,
the shotgun’s loaded.push me and i’ll push back.
i’m done asking, i demand.