Hello everyone! I decided to do my version of Infinite's backstory. This part is kind of short, but I hope someone will enjoy. Please read and review!

Heat, dust, sand. Those were three things you could count on in the desert. As a result, not many lived there. But, dotted across the dry landscape, a few villages were dotted here and there.

In the farthest corner, a small community not only survived, but thrived in the harsh conditions.

Adobe houses lined up in rows, walls touching. A stone wall surrounded them, protecting all who lived there.

Black jackal children ran up and down the streets playing together. Yes, it was a jackal community.

Since other Mobians did not trust the shifty creatures, they'd banded together. Keeping outsiders away, and their bloodline strong.

On this hot day in August, the pack leader, the alpha, was walking through the village streets. He was making sure his pack was safe and doing well.

As he passed the market stalls, two jackal boys tumbled into his path. He stopped, watching with amusement as they tussled around in the dirt and sand.

"Hah!" The bigger one yelled, "eat dirt Butch!"

"Get off me Hutch!" Butch complained.

Hutch tossed his head and laughed. He ran a hand through his short mane and helped up his brother.

Butch just snarled and shoved Hutch's shoulder.

"Come on bro," he laughed, "lighten up. I'm just helping you get stronger ya know."

He rolled his golden eyes.

"What are you boys doing?" The alpha asked the teens.

"We were just practicing sir," said Hutch, dipping his head.

Butch kept his head down in submission, but showed his teeth slightly.

Without warning, the alpha swatted the boy's head. Causing him to tumble to the ground with a yip. "Are you challenging me pup?" His voice growled and his lip pulled up to show his fangs.

"...No sir," he said finally with a small growl.

"Good." He stood back to his full height.

"Ace!" Yelled another male while running up to them. "Sir! Nia's having the pups!"

Golden eyes widened and he hurried to his house.

"What were you thinking Butch?!" Hutch yelled exasperatedly at his brother. "You can't take on the alpha! He'll kill you!"

"Not yet brother," he smirked, "not yet."

Ace hurried into the mud house. His mate Nia was laying on their bed. She looked up tiredly when she saw him. A weak smile was on her face.

Ace slowly walked over to her.

Ten black and white bundles of fur were curled up at her side.

"Eight are girls," she said.

The smallest pup was pushed to the side, outside the group. Small whines escaped him as he reached for his mother.

"That's one of the boys," said Nia, "and the youngest." She picked him up to feed him.

His mane was quite long for a newborn, already past his shoulders. When he opened his eyes, instead of gold like all jackal, the right eye was bright blue, and the left eye was gold.

He let out soft yips as he ate, and snuggled against his mama.

When she put him down with the other pups, the girls pushed him away. She frowned, he was already an outcast to his siblings. But the other male, the biggest pup, went over and pulled him close, wrapping his tail around him to keep him warm.

The small pup's whines died down and he buried his face into his brother's chest with a content sigh.

Ace and Nia smiled at each other, he would be alright.