Michael Jones

[I L Y I C H]

Gender: male
Age: 2 years
Species: 50% Folami ; 50% Husky

Eye color: Orange
Body Build: Stocky
Fur Length: Medium - long
Spay/Neutered/Steral: N/a

Mother: Joan
Father: Smith (husky)
Siblings: -
Friends: AH ; Clarimonde, Mahal
Mate: Gavin
Children: -

Trained?: No.
Opposing the feline massacre?: Yes.
Personality:
- Aggressive / hostile
- Masking
- Humorous
- Loud
- Defensive
- Protective
- Possessive
- Competitive
- Actually surprisingly nice
- Secretive kitten hugger
- Extremely insecure
- Self-loathing
- Bulimic

Still part of a pack?: Fuck you. Achievement Hunters
Rank: Protector
History:
- born into the original pack to a mother who did not admit her mate
- the fact that he was half husky was obvious and both he and his mother were ridiculed for it constantly
- grew up aggressive and hiding his niceties as they never got him anywhere though he never really lost that kind side of him
- seeing the damage being done to the young boy's brain his mother removed them both from the situation going out into the wild and living the life of loners
- it was far too late for that. Michael's mind had been warped just enough to cause problems. just enough for him to have to hide behind a stupid smirk for his mother to pretend like he was hurt inside
- they ran into others of course. every now and again. and they never failed to notice michael's half blood. How short he was next t his mother. how thick he was because of the dog blood. It drove the man up the wall.
- it was around when Michael was a year of age that they ran into one particular hound. a beast that would turn Michael's world upside down and in the end seal shut what hopes the young mutt had for recovering his self-respect
- mother killed and he himself beaten into the ground Michael was forced to run away, and in doing so lost a massive part of himself to guilt.
- now forced to not only get over the loss of his mother but also having to learn how to survive on his own Michael began to get hostile. Picking fights everywhere because he couldn't control his temper, or just wouldn't care enough to do so.
- it was then that his eating disorder began to manifest in light of the loners he would run into. Into the words they said and what he himself remembered from those early days. Michael just wanted to be wolfish. To look proper like his mom as he ought. It worked of course, drilling his frame into a slimmer thing. Though he was grateful his fur was too thick to show the way his ribs protruded.
- It was six months later that Michael ran fast first into a very angry Geoff and responded in turn. He'd expected cruel words and a violent attack form the small pack of folami, and was not prepared for Jack's invitation. It was mostly why he accepted. Shock.
- Living with them all, and shortly later Ray and Ryan as well, Michael began to calm down a bit. Made some friends. Good friends. Maybe a new family. No one really mentioned his half-blood status but that didn't really stop Michael from worrying over it. Didn't stop the self-loathing and the disorder.
- He's still apart of Achievement Hunter as Ray called them. He loved them all really. They were his best friends even if some of them pissed him off occasionally. Michael just couldn't really stop himself, or the bad feelings even if it made him feel guilty. So he was happy. He was. But out of guilt and a fraction of fear Michael has been hiding away his emotions just like he did for dear old mommy. He was happy, so why the fuck couldn't he act like it.