Howl grew in tribe, in fear and awe of the king. When his sphirix took a fixed shape, his body began to change, his skin tightened, hardened, and scales appeared on it, which was pretty painful. Later, he discovered that using magic, his scales can change color, adapting to the environment. At first, he couldn't control it, but over time, he learned. He didn't tell anyone that he could do this, because he was afraid that his ability would be used against him.
Once, restless, irresponsible rebel Howl committed a crime, and at first they wanted to kill him, but his father (who never showed tenderness or love for his own son) saved him by sacrificing himself. Confused, blinded by rage, Howl held a grudge against the Warriors for their cruel and unjust decisions and renounced the faith. Then decided to take revenge. He tried to kill the priestess so that she could no longer dictate the will of the Six Warriors to the tribe, but his plans failed and in order not to be in his father's place, he ran, ran as fast as he could.
To his good fortune, his talent to blend in with the terrain and the fair wind helped him escape from his pursuers, and now he wanders, hiding in the trees, wanting to finish what he started and never have to deal with his fellow tribesmen or anyone of his kind at all after...