Is that RAHUL KOHLI? No, that's EZRA GHOSHAL. The 37 year old SELKIE ALPHA MALE is a RANCH HAND. If you ask their friends, they're known to be CHARISMATIC & DADDY, but they urge you to be cautious, because they're also known to be GREEDY & JEALOUS. Their friends also say that they're into KNOTTING, BREEDING & SEMI/PUBLIC SEX but don't even think about trying GORE, WATERSPORTS, SCAT with them.
"He was the moon and I was the tide, forever pulled towards him but never able to fully touch-." Wait! Wrong word document!
Four score and thirty-seven years ago(give or take a few hundred years), lived the Ghoshal family. A simple family who devoted their lives to fishing and herding the fish from one end of the ocean to the next. Being a custom held by the selkie families that lived in the barest parts of Greenland, including the Ghoshal family. It was a blessing, a pod of selkies with no sharks. The small community would learn there's more to fear as they often struggle in numbers, some time it would be the occasional bought of disease. Other times it was natural disasters allowing cocky young selkies to meet their creators as easily as the wave returns itself to the ocean.
Four score and thirty-seven years ago(minus four scores), Ezra Ghoshal was born. Born to a simple family; a mother, a father, a couple of older siblings. Growing up, Ezra learned the custom held by selkies in their family for generations, that of herding the schools of fish that they eat. Traveling and trading with other across the wide stretch of the Atlantic Ocean. Growing up calling the remote areas of Greenland home, Ezra found it a bit isolating. However, there were many benefits to being a marine mammal shifter. Ezra got to befriend many different selkie children, even those from the renown Carpenter family. He remembers summers, playing in the snow with a Carpenter boy and laughing until they were reprimanded by both set of parents. Ezra doesn't remember seeing him after that.
Four score and twenty years ago(minus four scores), Ezra began to question their way of living. He has spent his years living with his simple family, trying to learn what had happened to the Carpenter boy. Trying to piece together how in meeting different selkie villages, they would often come across their sharks as well. How would it be possible for their remote homes in Greenland to not house even one. Ezra began to think of all those who he grew up with seemingly vanish from their town throughout the years. Ezra decides to ask one of the elders in his family, he asks why their town has no weresharks. The elder replies to him.
"We don't feed the fish, child."
Four score and nineteen years ago(minus four scores), the Carpenters came to visit the Ghoshal family. It was an occasion to the simple family, but very suspicious to Ezra. He had presented as alpha a month before their visit. The Carpenter, in addition to being a well renown family, was also the largest family in size amongst their small community. Those that decided to visit couldn't fit in the Ghoshal's quaint living room. However, it wasn't the amount that brought Ezra to suspect something of the family, but rather who they've brought with them. He looked different, of course, age does that to people, but still Ezra managed to recognize the man as the friend that had disappeared all those days ago. The Carpenter family presented him as a way for the two families to grow... by presenting them another alpha. Suspicious is as suspicious was. Even their whispers at night did little to ease Ezra's nerves.
"Hush now, once the wedding is done, the Walrus will make sure there's no more oysters to cast doubt."
Four score and eighteen years ago(minus four scores), Ezra left his home. It had been almost a year since leaving his simple life, away from the lies and deceit or rather the horrible truth of his simple life. The Carpenter family held a custom tied to something that lives under their small remote town. They call it "the Walrus". They've been feeding the community's weresharks to it since the beginning of the family's stay. The Carpenter family, in addition to being revered by the community, was also the largest family in size. And with good reason. Knowing all too well the curse set on all selkies, one or two of their own precious bloodline would be chosen to escort the weresharks to the Walrus. They learned early not to let them mature. Knowing what he knew now, Ezra couldn't risk traveling by ocean and being found. He decided to keep himself hidden as long as he could. Traveling with his seal pelt wouldn't be easy, but each mile Ezra pushed forward would be another mile put between himself and the Walrus.
Four score and a couple years ago(minus four scores), Ezra found his path to New Haven. He after some much needed peace, Ezra decided to stay as a ranch hand. He found the work rewarding and herding of cattle seemed fairly similar to herding schools of fish. The selkie thought his troubles were far behind him until he found a postcard in his inbox.
It read: "Thinking of you, sorry for the late housewarming present. - The Carpenters."
