[kurloz is back bby]

**Violence and Blood! 13 and older only! You have been warned!**

Name Vajou
Age Somewhere between 15 and 23
Extras Feathers stand for Rank in the pack ( parrot feathers ) ~ Comet/Paw thing on his hind thigh was made with the blood of his enimies ~ Spike thing ( actually was a collar ) is what he wore when they village was raided and kept it
History Violence! Parental Guidance! PG-13! The text is small for that reason!

Vajou was born in a wonderful home deep in the Radeon Jungle; Brothers and sisters, a caring mother, and a hard working father. They were never low on food, or his favorite snack, Buggie Bites. His playmates were a wonderful crew and helped him in everything; He even had a ‘girlfriend’ that loved him very much. The village chief was compassionate, fair, and had good judgment. He kept himself clean and had perfect teeth along with the finest fur in the village. He had the life many wished and sacrificed for; until..

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The Athlons came and raided the KluZaii village. His mother had set the children each in their own basket and told them not to move, not to make a sound; and most importantly, not to come out the basket. She told him that she loved them, and she would always be with them. There were a few spear holes in the basket so Vajou looked outside. Cows and sheep were being killed needlessly, fruits and vegetables ruined by their excrement, sacred plants were burned. Their gods and idols were destroyed inhumanly. All of the villagers were slaughtered in the most gruesome ways. Then the worst thing that could’ve happened; they found his siblings. He tried not to look, but he couldn’t. He watched them die, one by one. As they opened his basket; his father came to the rescue. He held off the Athlons and told Vajou to run; to run for his life and never look back. It was too late, the damage was done. He remembered everything about the Athlon that killed his family; he was a cat, masculine, cyan body and purple ears. Vajou did as he was told and ran far away from the village. He was chased and ducked for cover into a bush. However, the Athlons simply set the bush on fire, with him in it.

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Vajou woke slowly and looked into the dew puddle. His fur had patches and scars and no longer had its sheen look to it; his teeth were like any other wolves now, yellowish and blackish. He sighed and looked at his surroundings; everything was peaceful. The trees seemed like they would touch the clear blue sky any day now, the grass was soft and green, and all the plants were thick and beautiful. A snake went over his paws and the butterflies fluttered around him. It had been years since that raid and he still hadn’t got the picture out his mind. As the snake finished, he stood up and watched the butterflies flutter away. He had taken back the territory but things weren’t right. Not until he had his revenge..

[Nikki6Ashba]

I like it, but not for my fursona, but your in first place for the story/names.