Tod was born in Adis Ababa where life was tough from the start, food was scarce and crime was high (a crime happens every night in Adis Ababa). Tod had 3 sisters and 2 brothers who where both stronger than him and often pulled pranks on him just to ensure their dominance. His sisters just ignored him like he was a piece of dirt and hardly ever talked to him, his mother was the understanding type and always looked out him if his sibling ever picked on him. His father was the one who worked in the factorys, making items of clothing for the shops of better country's making very little money to support the family, his mother would try so hard to make a better life for them but that would end in his sixth year in Adis Ababa.

Tod was out looking for scraps of food to feed the family because his father had not returned the night before from work and his mother was worried. Tod was returning to his home when he heard gunfire in the distance, it got closer and closer until a pickup truck came into view carrying 7 armed gunmen shooting into the air like they had just won something, but they had smiles on their faces and a body bags in the back, Tod couldn't see what was in them only that they were moving. He returned home to find blood up the walls, blood on the floor and his family...gone.

10 years have passed since that night and Tod is now living in England neglected by the English society because of his one red eye, they think he is in leage with the devil. Tod has also made friends who treat him like one of their own and he loves them for what they have done for him, the only thing that is naging at the back of his mind is what ever happened to his father.

A year later and Tod is feeling a lot happier about his home now because he has found Freinds who look out for him and he looks out for them

Thanks for reading
Take care
Tod Gingerwolf