Tsumetai_kun
Legacy Name: Tsumetai_kun

Kinda shy yet playful. Not one to start fights yet not afraid to end them if a loved one is being hurt, calm and sweet but will become very timid. Mother was killed when he was a pup and his father took it harshly upon him. His name is Japanese for frosty. Loves cold sweets like ice cream and hates sour foods. Age- 2 human years..Gender-male.. sexuality-straight...blood type- A+...mate- None...siblings-???Story Time!!- *Tsumetai is running through the forest during mid dusk* (this story takes place in the eyes of Tsumetai himself) I....I don't know why he decided it was my fault. Me and my mother where just playing around...she was teaching me to hunt small prey like mice when a loud boom sounded off nearby. I was confused and scared when she quickly lashed around and grabbed me by my neck, and jolted the opposite direction. More loud sounds went off, they where not fading nor growing. My mother then threw me towards an iced over lake where I skidded safely across the thick ice, and when i found my bearings and stood up....she was shot. I raced over to her, but she was barely breathing and as I tried to tell her how much she meant to me along with that she was going to make it alive, a tall beast who stood on hind legs grabbed me and held me up to his friend beside him. The tall beast spoke a language unlike we Subeta species speak, and with those words his friend ran off somewhere, and shortly after he did...my father arrived. I could she the pain, hate, and vengeance his eyes screamed to the world, but those eyes screamed at me. He quickly attacked the beast then ran to my mother, who looked at me as I ran to her, and she whispered few words which changed the world for me. Those words never reached my ears, but i knew by the jealousy in my father's smile that those words he wanted to receive, and not me. My mother's head dropped to the floor, and the second she lost the strength to hold her head up my father started growling. This growl he gave off was like no other. His growl spoke words that made the beast who killed my mother cower in fear, a growl so deep it made a beast with a weapon capable of killing almost instantly , run in fear. Being a young pup I was to scared, hurt, and confused to realize that the growl he gave, was for me. He jumped and me and tried to bite my ear, and I jumped back to dash away from the psycho he had become. There i was just a pup running through the forest as the sky turned a dark blue to signal it was dusk, fearing that if i stopped running I'd get killed. W.I.P -TO BE CONTINUED