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His nickname was a fitting one- for more reasons than his resemblance to his sire. As a cub, Koray had been a little different. He obsessed over his coat, begging for baths and regular grooming. He detested play-fights as they had a tenancy to get tangles in his growing mane, scratches across his coat, and chips in his claws. Instead, he spent much of his time observing others from a distance. His chin always held high, his gait always smooth, and his eyes lifted towards the starlit sky- Koray was a proud creature who frequently boasted his heritage.

As fate would have it- he, along with his siblings, were far from nobility. They shared noble blood, true, but the moon's cycle had chosen a more humble rank for them. Unless he could catch the eye of a high-ranked female, he was cursed to patrol the boarders, wetting his claws on the blood of prey or intruders to their territory, and bowing his head to a grouchy cyclops and his moody daughter.

Koray had chosen a den for himself that boasted a small hole in the roof and a dribble of water that fed a small dip in the ground. A perfect mirror. The young adult spent much of his time admiring himself or picking things from his fur. Hunts were nasty, messy affairs and common or not- he'd never let anyone see him in a disgruntled, ungroomed state.

As his father came to call, Koray was just finishing up a rough spot in his fur. Brows raising, he gathered himself up to his paws and made his way to the mouth of the den. Every step practiced, his tail held cooly above the ground behind him. The picture of elegance.

"Oh father? Is something the matter?"