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*He was a kid...he had no choice in where they went,what they did. They were a Pride,tho the y honestly had no real 'pride' in what they did. The gypsy's were just interested in a quick buck and moving on to the next batch of suckers. The leader of the pride much to the young Wyse's dismay was his father the 'potions master' who claimed to people an ability to cure all with one of his amazing potions. people from other towns and across the world called on him for these and it drove the young lion crazy. Why? Why lie when you could actually just...learn to make the real thing. Focus your time on actually HELPING these people.*

*Years upon years passed like this the young cub grew to hate his family even more as he watched the people they were supposedly helping,die...tho his family claimed each time that these family's waited to long to call upon them. His job in the family was to bring in kids from the streets to help the pride pick pockets in return for food and those fools potions or to draw in what girls he could to let the other males in the pride have their way with them. He wasn't bad looking at all despite his lack of a full mane still and did the job well enough,even if the actions gave him nightmares at night. He was getting fed up with it and hated having to act social with all these strangers,planting a fake smile...helping with these fake potions, none of this was HIM. He wanted to help these people,honestly help them and staying here? It wasn't getting him anywhere. Off in a town a few months back he recalled a school of sorts where one could teach themselves with the books in the massive local library...and when he had gained a glance at said books it had clicked. He wasn't a peppy young salesman his parents wanted. He wanted to be an Alchemist,a true potions master.*

*Late that night he gathered what he could including several of his fathers items used for the potions. Bottles,flasks,and a few blank notebooks and whatever else he might need for the trip. Among the smell of musk and lovemaking...some consensual others,not so much he slipped away with no intention of ever looking back.*

*Years passed once again,the lion just barely out of his teens had settled into that small town. He had his own living space and study he helped here and there when able but never felt his ability's were quite enough to make any kind of ordeal of it all. He played it low...scared the younger kids with how he held himself. He rarely if ever smiled a stern look on his face most of the time, his nose always in a book...or looking for a new one in the library. The kids about town like to joke about him being an evil wizard of some sort,not that he minded really it kept people away from him and lords knows after years of living in a pride he was content keeping to himself.*

*He had just stepped from the library as he had hundreds of times before several books in hand when he heard a familiar tune echoed into the air,no it wasn't possible...why would they come back why...were they back for him? Growling a bit he held to his books a bit tighter watching the line of caravans roll into view, into town...and right past him? Surely one of them had spotted him he looked more like his father now than he really cared to admit and there they went...past him and off towards one of the mansions in town,the family of fennecs? This had his curious now,were they summoned for his dad's fake cures? If so...why? He wasn't aware of anyone there needing help...not that he was exactly in the social loop to really know.*

*Oh,it was going to eat away at him if he didn't find out now. If his dad was summoned the people that did so had to be desperate.He hurried off to his home to put the books away and shortly after was back outside his heart in his stomach as he actually went out to try and find his family unsure as to how this was going to turn out. Would they welcome him back? Hate him?...would they even care? Oh gods,what was he getting himself into?* ______________

*He swallowed hard,took in a deep breath then help himself high,he did have personal pride for be proud of now and damned if he wasn't going to show it around these scumbags he called family. The kids that were running around looked at him oddly clearly no clue who he was,however as he rounded the corner to see the older pride members,heads turned and he froze in place,brow rising slightly as he awaited their reaction...and what he got at first was nothing but silence . It wasn't until his father finally stepped forward and offered a massive smile and laugh that the others reacted in turn and rushed over with smiles hugs and he sort as he was almost too easily welcomed back and was hurried over to his dad so the two could catch up.*

*The excitement level on Wyse's behalf was severely lacking to say the least given in all of this he'd yet to even crack a smirk. He broke away from the family with his father and shuffled into the larger felines wagon,groaning out a bit in irritation as his father immediately gave him a back popping hug.* "My boy! It's good to see you again! I thought one of those whores had run off and killed you!"*he laughed smacking Wyse on the back and let him over to some chairs dropping himself on into one with a chuckle looking back to the stern irritated Wyse.* "I never once slept with any of those girls you had me lure into camp,you know that." *Wyse muttered as he brushed one of the chairs off and sat down,arms crossing over his chest...it was a time capsule this place,nothing had changed.*

"You just never found the right girl to screw is all!...' *Wyse's dad then paused,brow rising with a smirk.* "Or would it be a guy you'd rather fuck? Can't say i haven't dabbled in some fun there myself heheh."

"No...I don't have time to 'play around' with others like everyone else here." *Wyse sighed pinching the brim of his nose.* "Why in the hell are you guys here? Don't you guys have other towns to pillage?"

"Now,now nothing like that boy. We were summoned here by the Fennec family,well I was summoned here at least. Suckers are out of options it seems. Their kid is on its death bed and it seemed word got to them that cure all potions can save her. Poor losers,but the rich pricks are willing to may my insane sum and its not like itll do any damage to their income at all. Asses likely swim in gold for fun." *The large lion then spat on the floor and snorted as he looked to Wyse again.* "We'll give em the same ol routine we always do and well head right on back out..." "..." *Oh how he had to bite back a snarl just then,Wyse's claws curling into the wooden arm of the chair.* "And what are her symptoms?" "Hmmn? Wheezing,cant keep food down just all sorts of shit...kids immune system is crap i give her a few days left at most. We give her the potion tomorrow head out that night before it likely kills her." *Wyse felt his claws curling further into the wood then as he tried to formulate a few things in his head...bad immune system? That was a good start...he could build up on that for a cure. He then nodded to his dad.* "Well good luck with that father,I just wanted to check in and see how the family was...seems little has changed. Ive got work to do however in my study...perhaps i can try and see everyone again before you leave." *He wanted to cringe then as he flashed one of his pretty fake smiles,his dad seeming to fall for it with a chuckle. Another back cracking hug from his dad and several more from the family later he was back up in his lab,feverishly working to get a proper cure made up for the fennec family's daughter.*