⚜Shall we begin... ⚜
From the start he was overly self-confident, that much as clear. Being the only child of his parents played a key role. He was born a runt, much to his mother's secret adulation. His father, however, was less than pleased. Zeliesh was never truly accepted by his father, due to his physical condition, and thus grew to be a "mother's boy." Zeliesh never took his father to heart; to him he was simply "an overgrown fool with feet of lead, and a nose to match." His mother stuffed him with self-confidence with her undivided attention, enough to patch whatever hole the cub's father might dig in the child's heart.

As a young child he was cocky, spiteful towards those he disappoved of, and indeed the braggart. Mischief often found itself roped up by this guy, bound tightly to the lion. A rope wound around his ankle. Though, his breathing issues momentarily forced him to sit down and smell the roses every certain number of minutes. At birth, Zeli was already small. Around the age of 4 months, he stopped growing significantly. But, his lungs, strangely not the other oragans, continued to grow. They eventually grew too large for his ribcage. If they expand too much they could literally get inflicted by his ribcage. During vigrous activity the lungs will get nearer and nearer to the ribs, causing his intense pain. For this reason, he wasn't as playful and mischieveous as he wanted to be. However, Zeliesh was decently popular among the crowds, his disposition (which many declared immature, yet admittedly hilarious.) tolerated. Though most admired by cubs of his own age, Zeliesh preferred the company of adults. Common 'victums' were the hunters returning home with their kills, a curious Zeli breathing against their heels while constantly attempting to snatch whatever they might be carrying in their jaws.

Because of his rebellious and rather curious nature, the elders of the tribe assigned him a mentor early. A mentor was basically an ethical and educational guide for growing felines, teaching them the basics of tribe life. With this began a relationship so complex it contradicted itself twice-over.