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Born in an once small town named Costa Azul, the young beast was mistaken for a puppy many times until he found his way to a adoption center. The neglect and prejudice he got there made him hate any kind of foster home for long.

Blessed by the almost nonexistent amount of magic of his kind, he could shapeshift, something he did not learn how to do perfectly untill his teenage days.

No one can say he did not try to find a home while a children - it is a pity no one wanted a bull destroying their belongings and horrifying their family, even if by that age all the boy did was eat and sleep. Tired of all mistreatment, he decided to live in the streets, where , for him, everything was an adventure. No limits, no parents, just him and the city.

Rage is said to be routine for his species, and as soon as puberty came, agressiveness took their part. His few friends left him, and the now teenager started to be a problem. As there is always someone willing to buy a rare coat, he was captured and sold to a breeder. As the buyer knew a violent type like him could bring him money in other ways, Kahan was bought to be a fighter, and not a mate. Impressed by the boy's flexibility and aim, the man quickly found a way to make the younger one join a fight club. For kahan, it was a home and a place to relief stress, and for the man, it was a goldmine. People not only came to see a beast fight, but also, to see a cute face.

While in the club, Kahan found someone who he dared to call "best friend". A beast like him, but with serious mental problems. Thanks to those "harmless fights" they had, Kahan got a million permanent scars, the most notable one being his "mouth extension", or maybe his left eye, which is probably in a pickle jar in Nyubis room. He does not know.

With those kind of interactions, the boy grew more and more aggressive, at the point he would kill his oponents instead of knocking them out. He gots lots of warnings, and after almost suffocating the one who "adopted" him, he was transfered to another fight club, where he had to proof his english nationality and do his best to learn a new language without any remaining of his native accent. Not being from the new club's country made him an illegal transfer, what could even be called a wildlife trade, so they fixed it. Not like he was forced to do so, being in a place where killing was not a problem excited him, something his new buyer found very profitable.

His fighting techniques were definitely not the only thing that attracted people to the shows. His owner saw this, and innocent he was - or maybe, ignorant, for buying a species he did not knew about- he tried to profit from the boy's looks, at first with mere photos, but those photos attracted even more people. He saw the cash coming, he was not caring about the effects this would do in the boy. The first time someone paid to do "something else" with him was regrettable. But there the young one found a higher relief than the relief he got from fights. And he wanted more, and he fought against his wishes and instincts for a long time until he gave up and found relief in every single person in that club.

The red head grew useless for the club - people wanted to see a cute faced boy tear his opponents organs, not try to kiss them while making them sleep. Killing is always the easiest way to get rid of those problems, but he could not kill Kahan. There was still a fatherly feeling in his owner, but do not get he wrong. He not only mad but offended by the boy's behaviour. So, instead of killing, he left the boy in the country's other side. Kahan was not his problem anymore - if he died, at least it would not be his fault.

The young one was now back in the streets, with all the adventure feeling but without the agressiveness lack of sex drove him into. Everyday he woke up in a different bed, he did not have different clothes - or better, no clothes at all, since all he had was an ugly grey sweater -, he did not know the names or even the faces of the ones he woke up hugging. It was ok for him, he got money with that, and, sadly, spent all his money with alcohol and drugs. It was his only way to escape reality, after all.

Many tried to make him go to a foster home, what he cleary did not want. He was already grown up and agile enough to not be caught easily, and if caught, he always found his way out. For someone whose life was either in the streets or in fight clubs, this is not that impressive.

One day, a helpful soul gave him a job instead of trying to give him a family. The job was harsh - dealing with dead people may sound easy, but a simple mistake would ruin a funeral, would ruin a grave and would ruin his job. Most the time he only did the gravedigger part, but when no one else could put a dead body some make up, he was there for it.

Nowdays he lives a simple life - addicted to things he does not even try to control, with what he calls a well paid job and with man and woman everywhere, waiting for him. He being a beast is not a problem , since his first time laid he learnt that people prefer humans and did his best to look like one even since. His life is most the time peaceful, sometimes annoying when his old friend pays him a visit, but for an ignorant mind like his, it is perfect.

This until he discovered he had a son - and that he could have children. Then he started to worry about how many children he actually has and how the fuck he will make his "friend" not kill his son.

His and his son's relationship are definitely not the most healthy by our cultural standards, but both are good and respectful to each other, and even Kahan being the shit he is, his son sees him as the most amazing father ever, mainly in bed. Oops.

not even drunk

Kahanaya is a male beast/human shapeshifter. His beast form is similar to a zebu bull, even in size. He carries the genes of many beast types, mainly those who inhabit deserts. Thanks to brazilian genetics, he is a white, red haired and once with mismatching eyes - the brown/red one was taken off, so now he is only blue eyed.
He is very tall when adult - exactly 1,92m, weighting about 90kg or something holy fuck he got heavy bones. Since he is in a low-meat diet - not for the lack of will but thanks to the lack of money -, and meat being something that his species needs to eat in a daily basis, he is thinner than normal.

He is alcoholic by nature, alcohol, technically, helps him digest food, but he abuses from his natural resistence and often gets drunk after drinking 328932 barrels of vodka.

He finds "healthy" food gross, also, thanks to his beast side. The only "healthy" thing he dares to eat are starfruits. Who does not likes starfruits, after all. He tried jackfruit some times and did not vomit, which can also counts.

He finds non-natural cigarettes gross, and may even not get out with someone if that person is smelling like one. On the other hand, natural cigarettes for him are the proof a god exist.
...Also he eats a whole pot of powdered milk if left alone with one. Like, with a spoon. No water. The powder. Yes.

it is almost 3am I NEED TO SLEEP I will correct grammar someday ok.

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