Falone. Folami }{ bidziil's pack

[Bhu ♥ Irwin]

FALONE Kevin
My, how the times do change a person.

Gender: male
Age: 7 years
Species: folami

Eye color: pale purple
Body Build: slim, muscled
Fur Length: medium
Spay/Neutered/Steral: No, he is quite fertile.

Mother: Esmeralda
Father: Torak
Siblings: Keni, Holly, Scox
Friends: none
Mate: none
Children: many, including Ilyich's and Denerbe's

Trained?: no
Opposing the feline massacre?: no
Personality:
-loyal to his pack
-short tempered
-vengeful
-protective of his pack
-defensive
-determined
-brave
-mysterious
-cunning
-sly
-dedicated
-not paternal
-touchy (in other words, you want someone to get pregnant, big feline or folami, without all the relationship crap, Falone is your man)

Still part of the pack?: Bidziil's
*Rank: hunter
History:
Growing up, Falone had a nieve sense of the world. He worshipped his bigger brother with a child's adoration. The unkindness he lived in was taken with a smile and ignorant bliss. He would tail dear Scox to the ends of the earth, even when the brother too often would rather have been left alone. Falone was a good man, willing to protect any of his family, even the abusive father; but he loved none so much as he loved Scox. His hero.

3 months came by and Falone began to see the world with a more mature eye. He came to understand that his family was different...but he did not allow this to dampen his smile; or his devotion to Scox. The beatings never lessened, but Falone took them happily, knowing he would be a stronger man for teh abuse. It was not until he was 2 years old before he had his senses handed to him...or more like shoved down his throat. Scox, the hero he loved so dearly, killed the family. Falone realized quickly that he would die, too, if he did not limp away. So he did.

The man has never been quite the same since.

Years of travel have left the man hungry for revenge of the innocence that was stolen. His father had abused him, but somehow he could forgive that with a gracious smile. Scox's sins, however, were much deeper a burden on this man's heart. He began going by the name of Kevin after 5 months of lockdown, deciding that he was not an unusual looking wolf. He would blend into the world and live without looking over his shoulder, for his identity would be changed. Years passed, the brute warring with himself. The argument was always over morals. He had idolized his brother, could he really kill him should he be given the chance?

He knew the answer; hell yes. Scox had stolen the only thing he had; someone to believe in. Imagine how lucky dear Falone Kevin felt that after almost 5 years of traveling, he was brought to a camp of his kind? A camp which held the familiar face of his dear idol. He now stalks the walls of the place he has began to call home, making relationships with the pack. All the while keeping his plots forming, watching his brother from afar.

Brother? He has no brother. His brothers are dead.