Feorag Description Short

Born without animal features, he was mistaken for a human boy abandoned, and was therefore taken in by an upper class human family. He was raised as a normal human boy and given the name Yolmulus Nightray but as he aged and his beastkin gene progressed, his painful metamorphosis began. Realising he wasn't human his family began to shun him, until eventually they decided to have nothing to do with him and so during the day he took to the streets. Street urchins became his peers and he rose to the top of the ragtag hoodlums, becoming the leader of the young pranksters dubbed street king and taking on the name Feòrag in homage the beastkin names he had read in books.

But the king of the alleyways found himself in the wrong place at the wrong time, framed for a small time stall robbery; Feòrag learned the true meaning of prejudice when the guards blindly believed the true robber when he pointed the finger at Feòrag, all because of his status as a beastkin. The charges landed him a meager jail sentence of one week, which swiftly became extended as his own escape attempts and rescue attempts from his urchin subjects all ended in failure. Before long, word spread of the savage beastkin boy that had been locked away, an echo chamber of exaggerated truths making their way through the streets like Chinese whispers. To appease the hostile public, feòrag's sentence was extended up to a long, condemning three years.
His eyes, mouth and limbs were bound, his body chained to the wall, blocking off his senses. Left to his own thoughts, he began to hear another voice; that of his beastkin side that he had denied so many years ago. The beast within him had become more of a monster than an animal, its anger having grown after not only watching its vessel pose as a human for so many years, but also after witnessing the prejudice of the humans. One dark night, Feòrag had finally managed to gnaw through his gag and had began to scream, luring a guard into his cell. His primitive senses heightened, Feòrag ripped the chains from the wall and swung for the guard, killing him. Panicked by his actions, he pried open the bars of his window before jumping into the sea and silently swimming back to the aristocratic side of the city. There, he visited his former hideout, only to find the dead carcasses of his most trusted urchin friends and a discarded warrant for the heads of the "cultists", with pictures of Feòrag's three friends beneath it. After witnessing the bloody scene he fled the city, still bearing the weight of his shackles and with them, the weight of his mistakes as he walks the line between human and rabid beast.