One day, about thirty years ago, I was wandering thru the Tuatha De Danaan, held lands of the under-world, when I felt emenations from and unknown source in the overworld. Upon investigation, I found myself trapped in a powerful spell! Struggling to free myself, I took on different animal forms to try to scare the casters into releasing me. Instead, the spell drained me of nearly all my life force. In the end, I had to sacrifice every one of my tails just to survive. With my last ounce of power, I transformed into human form. When the spell finally let go I collapsed, powerless, and locked in the form of a human child! A druid took notice of em and took me back with him to his home on the Isle of Eire. I took the surname Leinster after the kingdom I was raised in.

After about fourteen years, I left the home of my adopted father, Myraiden, to become an apprentice with a smith. As I grew in apparent age, I began to regain some of my powers. Once my Master granted me the rank of Journeyman, I left to find my way back home to Ch'In. My instincts led me to an area, near the south of the Valley of the Silver Rains, where I met a Tribal Warrior living in a rather deep cave system. He called the place 'Underhill' and, as I could sense the power of the place, I decided that this would be a good place to settle to regain more of my powers. As more people came to live in this protected area I took to peddling my talents as a Smith once again.

As my power slowly returns to me, my tails have began to grow once againl. Even though, so far, I can only shift to Lion form, as it was the last animal form I ever assumed.