The Name He Goes By Now:: Valdrix,Demon,Diablo
Nicknames He Has Been Given:: Val,Drix,Drixy
Age:: 3 Years Young
Species:: Lion
Pride He Belongs To:: He has no pride at the moment
His Rank In The Pride:: He is currently a rouge lion
Mother:: Jezebelle Sinheart
Father:: Damien Diabolos(He doesn't know his father and yet he hates him all the same)
Brothers:: He has none at the moment
Sisters:: None that he knows of.
Other Family Members:: N/A
Personality:: He is a gentle natured lion and is very caring and loving towards everyone.He has been outcasted from his pride and always judged for his fathers transgressions and so he fears he will be judged by everyone.He can be a bit shy at first but once he gets to know you he can be quite the goofy and outgoing lion.He enjoys spending time with others and loves being out in the lands at night.He is currently a rouge and so he travels from place to place.Though he fears being in a pride because pride he was born into banished him and his mother and he fears it happening again to him he does long to be in a pride and to be a part of a family.He also has a very bad case of Archnapobia and this too has drawn much negative attention due to him being a male lion.But all in all he is a sweet and gentle lion who just wants to find his place in the world.
His Apperance:: His mane pelt color is blood red and his muzzle,around the eyes,stomach,chest,and paws are all a light shade of black.He has black cuffs that goe from his paws up to his knees and turn into flames at the top on his front legs.On the back paws are the same design.His mane is black and extend down his back in a fluffy manner and then extends into a fluffy wolf like tail.His eyes are a red,blue,purple raibow color and he has a pitchfork like symbol on his right hind hip.
His Story
The night he was brought into this world was a stormy nasty one.His mother laid in the prides den panting and roaring from the pain he was causing her just to be set free from her womb.The lionesses of the pride all stood around making sure things went smoothly for the female in labor.After many hours of intense pain she finally pushed the little ball of fur from her womb and cleaned him up letting him suckle for the first time.As soon as he was cleaned off though the sounds of lionesses gasping could be heard through the entire pride.His mother was happy and proud to have a healthy boy laying next to her but she heard her queen growling at her and the cub both.The gasps and growls drawed the attention of their king from outside and he made his way into the pride to sit down in front of his daughter who had just given birth.When he saw the cub,his grandson,he growled and whipped his head towards his daughter and spoke. "What is this? He looks nothing like you or the lion who you said is his father.Did you lie to us about who his father was?" He growled the words to her.Her eyes filled with confusion and pain as she shook her head to her father and looked at her mother who had now sat down next to her father.She looked back to her father and spoke. "No I didn't lie to you.Damien is his father,the only lion I was ever mated to.I...I don't know nor do I understand why he looks the way he does but I am sure there is a good reason for it." Her father looked at her and then at the cub. "Well we will soon find out." He turned to one of his lionesses and spoke. "Go and get our Shaman.We will find out why this cub looks as he does." The lioness nodded and took off into the stormy night to retrieve their prides Shaman.After a little while both of the lionesses returned to the pride den.The Shaman shook herself dry and walked over to the king bowing her head as she spoke. "You needed to see me for something my dear king?" The king gave a smile to her and nodded his in return. "Yes,you know that my daughter was pregnant and tonight she has given birth.But,the cub looks nothing like her nor the lion she claims is his father.Which I am thankful for because he was nothing more than a murderous bastard.But still,I wish to know why he looks as he does.If there is any way you can tell us then please do so." The lioness nodded her head with a smile and walked over seeing the princess and her new born cubs laying there.She could see the confusion and pain in the mothers eyes as she walked over.She then looked at the cub and raised a brow. "This cub really does look different from both of his parents." With that he gently laid a paw on his back and closed her eyes.After a minute she gasped and backed away a look of disgrace washed across her face.She swallowed hard and turned to look at her king and queen,the grandparents of this young creature and shook her head. "You are right.He does look very different and there is a good reason for it.You can see that his main pelt is the color of blood,there is a reason for it.He has been stained with his fathers transgressions.A reminder of what has happened and what his father has done.The red pelt symbolizes all of the blood that ha been spilt of the years.The black on the rest of his pelts symbolizes the darkness that was in his fathers soul.If you looks on his legs you see black cuffs that turn into flames at the top of them.The flames symbolize the flames of hell.Which is where his fathers soul will rest.The black tail is to make him different so that he will always stand out and always be seen.Which will keep him from being able to sneak up or hurt anyone as easily.His eyes will be a rainbow color which symbolizes the goodness that dwells in his own soul.The true beauty of the personality he will have.He will be a wonderful lion when he is older but,I'm not sure if it will be the best decision to allow a lion that looks as he does to remain in your pride...Family or not it reflects on you and the rest of the pride.All will see and know why he looks as he does.He will never be able to live a normal life here." With that she bowed her head and left the den to return to her own den.The king and queen exchanged glances and then he sighed and looked at his daughter. "She speaks the truth.He will never have a normal life here.I wish to be able to see him and have him around but you and him can not be a part of this pride.You can remain here until he is old enough to travel with you and is no longer nursing but after that you must both find another place to call home.You will be welcome to come and visit whenever you please." With that he stood and left the den.The lioness blinked back the tears of pain that stung her eyes from the words her father just said.She looked at her mother who had the same painful expression on her own face.She sighed and looked at her cub and spoke. "I'm so sorry my little one.Things will be okay for us,I promise you that.".....Months passed and the young cub grew into a healthy and handsome young lion.At 6 months old he was very fast on his paws and had learned how to be stealthy when in tall grass and trees.His mother had given him the name of Valdrix but many called him other names such as "Demon" and "Diablo" because of the fact he looked as he did and the reason behind his pelt coloring and markings.The day came however when he no longer had to deal with that,his mother and him finally left the pride.After a few days of traveling his mother whom everyone called Jezebelle found a comfy den for them to call home.The land it was in was non threatening to them and the lived quite the peaceful life there.At the age of 1 Valdrix had become quite the handsom lion and was finally told the story of why they had to leave the pride and why his father wasn't around..and what his father truly was.The young lion felt anger and hate towards his father,because of him he was nothing more than a freak and wasn't allowed to live with his family.At the age of 2 his mother was told she could return to the pride but that he could not and with him being of an age to travel on his own his mother agreed to return to the pride and take her place as queen.Valdrix understood his mothers need to return home and was told he could still visit whenever he wanted to.But he decided he would make his visits a rare occasion because he hated the names he was called by the pride members and hated how he felt the whole time he was there.He loved his family dearly but hated that they banished him because of something he couldn't help.The day his mother returned home he started on his own journy.He now travels the lands as a rouge and hopes to one day find a lioness who will steal his heart and to start a family with.He also hopes to find a place he can belong and call home.
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