Drius

Drius grew bigger as the weeks passed as well as the months. By the time he was nine months old, he'd stopped growing and reached peak maturity. He presented as a two stripe off the bat, leaving home for sometimes days at a time only to return beaten and bruised but stronger than when he'd intitially left.

He was a quiet boy, didn't often talk much to any of the other siblings he had running around. He tended to keep to himself, watchijg from afar as his mother family grew and grew... making him feel... unwanted...