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Villager: Zephyrus

Zephyrus was born into a secluded, withdrawn clan; hidden far in a dangerous unknown forest to the point where they had no contact with any other sentient beings. This clan was focused on the physical appearance of its members to an unhealthy degree, leading many a member to perish long before they naturally would due to the stress. Members not found up to par would be banished from the clan and almost all did not survive the terrors hidden within the forest without the protection of the clan. Due to this, the clan had a high rate of genetic mutations, and it soon had a large number of both colorful but also rogue Wickerbeasts.

Zephyrus was born to one of the few non-rogue females of the clan, and it soon became evident that not all was right about him. He was sickly and frail and could not mutter a sound. His coat pattern was random and mismatched, and his parents accepted that he would likely be exiled by the Alpha. They instead turned their attention to his healthier, prettier litter mates and practically ignored their defective son. Miraculously, he survived infancy, but a dark path awaited him. The second he was old enough to walk and hunt the Alpha exiled him, and the clan thought of him no more. He struggled through the wood, scavenging off the leftover remains of animals taken down by beasts more experienced than him and brushing with death more times than his young mind could count. By sheer luck he reached the edge of the forest and found a small abandoned hut with enough supplies to get him through the rapidly approaching winter. Come spring, he set out, looking for a new place to call home.

His search was in vain, as he learned after a severe sickness nearly took him that he had a rare disease caused by the high mutation rate of his clan that aged him quicker than others and weakened his body beyond any hope of reversal. It soon reached the point where physical signs appeared, such as paling of his fur. He wandered all across the lands, not staying in one place long enough for the residents there to get attached in case the disease suddenly took him. Fellow Wickerbeasts shunned him for not being apart of a village or clan and instead living in mixed, crowded places and claimed he was a disgrace for not honoring Wickerbeast tradition, not knowing the true reason for his wanderings.

He eventually reached Dragonsmaw Manor and decided to temporarily settle there and took a job taming animals to earn his keep. Zephyrus soon found that he had accidentally attracted a small ragtag group of other creatures and suddenly found himself as an unknowingly elected leader due to his assumed age and experience. Despite his protests, they convinced him and he reluctantly took up the helm of leadership. And if none of them know about his disease, well, it wasn't their business anyway...