Blacktail Deer Plateau Not your son, Not your friend

Anyone Val hasnt met!

Despite his malnourished figure, Val's body kept growing -- a normal phase for his age. At five months old the soft down of puppy fur had been shed to reveal slick and banded guard hairs. His ears and paws were obscenely large compared to his gaunt skeleton, and made him look unbalanced and awkward. Short legs began to grow tall, though his body had yet to lengthen to compensate -- stumbling over his own feet was a common occurrence.

However this growth spurt left him infinitely exhausted and sore, joints and limbs aching from their expansion. Val became lethargic, preferring to spend his days curled among the roots of an old tree, snoozing in rays of sun. After all, he had little guidance in life and merely wandered aimlessly through the last months of boyhood.