Kithood

Born to Snare, alongside 4 other siblings, and sired by Vengeance, who he would never come to know, Valiant was blessed with the genes and legacy of two renonwed Enforcers of Lan-Hraeth. Though he was born in the prison pit of Bogweed, he never let this hang over his head. Lan-Hraeth was his home, because the Omnis would never let their followers remain living in such squallor. His world was small from day one, however, walls of dirt on each side and a dull sky above, surrounded by other warrenmates displeased with the situation they'd found themselves in. Perhaps this is where his sense of righting any perceived wrongs was originally cultivated.

Valiant wasted away the days playing with his siblings, trying to prove himself as the leader of the pack even if he was only the third born. His siblings needed to follow him, he'd decided, because he'd get them out of that pit and protect them from ever making the wrong decision!

Then came the day his siblings and himself were taken from the prison pits, sheltered in a warm den that smelled of milk. He didn't like being away from his mother, at first, but he soon came to realize the nursery was far better for them than the prison pits would be. They got more food, they were kept warm and dry- he would have to make his siblings see that, for now, being away from their mom was best for them.

Privateship

Having proven himself enough, Valiant was offered the chance to train as a Private. The newly made Captain Vulpes was to be his mentor. He was excited to start earning more freedoms within the Warren, but admittedly worried. Were his siblings doing well, were they going to conform or make things harder than they needed to be? Some of them hadn't adjusted as well to being taken from their mom, to being forced to learn loyalty to Bogweed.

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