Alright. (Wrote this at school!)
Aswyn's name wasn't always Aswyn. He'd named himself.
His father is.....indeed, Cerberus. His mother? A mortal queen, Illya. Yes, she bore Cerberus's only child.
On the day Ashwyn was born, his mother just managed to birth him; almost dying. The midwife was disgusted and horrified at the sight of the baby boy....creature. The mother, holding him, stared down at him through exhausted eyes, pushed him away, and ordered him slaughtered far off in the forest and leave him for the beasts. The midwife roughly took him as he cried weakly, hands reaching feebly for the warmth and scent of his mother. She scaled the rocky slopes into the forest, and once she was far enough in, she left him, squeaking and sniffling, on a large mossy boulder. Then she turned, without a backwards glance, and left him, cold and alone.

As the life of Ashwyn slowly began to ebb away, Cerberus could sense it, and sent a she wolf's spirit to nurture and care for him, for he couldn't leave his post at the entrance of the underworld. The wolf, Eria, curled up around him and licked him until he was warm, nursing him and speaking soft reassuring words to him, just like a mother should. She fondly called him her own son and stayed by his side, protecting him dutifully and lovingly. His third eye was closed, and didn't open like his other two. Despite his rather unsettling appearance, Eria loved him very, very much.

At the ripe age of six, Ashwyn was frolicking in a soft, sunny, grassy clearing, barking at rabbits and chasing his tail as Eria watched him carefully. She had taught him to speak English and Chinese, for she spoke both tongues. As she watched him, there was a gunshot far off in the forest. Birds flew up into the air, animals shrieked, and Eria let out a panicked woof. Snatching him up, she tossed him into the den and raced off to distract the hunters. Unfortunately, she only managed to kill one before she was shot and sent down to underworld again. One of the hunters tracked her den down, where he found a terrified Ashwyn. Laughing at his appearance, the hunter knocked him out with a tranquilizer and carried him off.

*Tails

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Wow! Such a tragic tale! You put so much effort into him and I'm soooooo glad!