Basil (no meaning but it's a type of plant XD)
Ryuukishin
He feels left out because he's the only Akuma. Because of this, he spends most of his free time exploring. Humans especially intrest him because they seem to get along well (or at least the ones he sees XD), with other humans and animals (their pets, but he doesn't know that) even though they look so different from one another. He wishes to have that same bond with his family and hopes his siblings can accept him. His youngest sister is his favorite because she's so understanding.
2. Out of all of your siblings you are the ONLY one like your mother. The rest are like your father. How does this make you feel? Special or like an outcast? Is it hard to get along with the others do you feel shunned by your father?
(Well, answer is in the personality but you can read this long reply instead if you want (sorry didn't mean to make it this long >_<) and DWA, if you don't like me using you characters then sorry, just tell me and I'll edit the post.)
Basil snuck out from the den into the nearby forest. He had come along this path many times before and knew it by heart. It was daytime, the time when he usually snuck out of the den because there were less predators outside. Of course, that made it easier for his parents to find him again and the thought made him run faster. Running this long always tired him and eventually, he slowed to a walk. Soon he could smell the difference in the forest and after a few more yards, he was in the trees on the edge of a road. This place was usually empty and he ran unseen to the other side, where a grassy field (a park) was located. The park was full of humans and dogs, playing or running. He walked around the perimter, under a berry bush. He always had to pick a new hiding place because his parents eventually figured out where his other ones were if he stayed in them for more than a day and he made sure that his hiding places were far away enough for the dogs to not scent him. He watched the strange craetures. Two of the dogs were running with a human. Pretty soon the dogs caught up to their owner and jumped on top of him, play-fighting. The human laughed and rolled around with them. On the other side of the field, a dog was happily returning a flat disc to a human and the woman gave him a bone-shaped treat. Basil sighed. They were so different but they seemed to get along well. He didn't feel like he belonged with the rest of his siblings. They all looked so... different from him, but so similar to each other. He watched the park for as long as he could, until he heard the familiar ruffle on his bush. One of his parents had found him again. He looked up to see it was his mother. He kept his head down and silently followed her home. She scolded him on the way but he was used to it and tuned it out. His punishment was, again, being banned from leaving the den. He padded back as he was told and layed down miserably in the back of the cave. He could hear the rest of his siblings leaving to play outside. He thought he was alone until a small voice called out, "Brother?"
He recognized the quiet voice and said back, "Yes, Pheony?"
"Why did you go out again today?" she asked him, walking closer and lying down next to him.
His tail twitched nervously. He hadn't told anyone else this before, but he knew he could trust his sister. "I... I didn't feel like I fit in here," he began. "I mean, I look so different from the rest of you. It feels like there's nowhere that I belong." he sighed sadly.
"Just because you look different doesn't mean you don't belong," she said to him, just as soft as before. "We all care about you and worry about you when you're gone. Mother and Father never tell us where you go."
"Really?" he asked, hopeful. But he already knew she wouldn't lie to him.
"Yes. You'd know yourself if you'd stop going away and played with us once in a while." she laughed. "You should come now. I'm sure they miss you."
"Alright," he said reluctantly. He wasn't sure if she was right but he still hoped, and once he got out, he was greeted by the happy squeals of his siblings. He saw his parents there but it didn't look like they minded that he wasn't supposed to come out. He played with the rest of his siblings and it felt like he really
did belong. Just because he was an Akuma didn't mean he was stronger or weaker than his other siblings and his looks barely mattered to them. He was glad he listened to his sister and glad that she was right. He spent the rest of the day playing with them and over time, didn't notice the difference between their looks. He realized that no matter what they looked like, they would always be siblings and nothing could change that. He smiled at the thought.
