Houndour

Birth
Houndour was born into the wild, and his parents placed him with a roaming pack of Houndour to learn how to survive. As such, he never actually knew his parents, and has no idea who they even are. What some might see as abandonment, Houndour sees as his parents doing what they knew was best for him by giving him an ideal environment to grow up in.

The Pack
Humans have noted that packs of Houndour work together like no other, and this was certainly true of his pack. As a young pup, Houndour learned to survive in the wild, work togher as a team with his packmates, steal food when necessary, sneak around to avoid notice, and pay close attention to his surroundings. Most important communication amongst the pack was done through body language and other non-verbal signals, especially when hunting prey or generally prowling around. Vocal communication was used mostly for filling in details, pointing things out, or telling stories.

As Houndour grew up, other pups joined the pack, seemingly also dropped off by their parents to learn the way of the world. Some of them had what would be considered "strange moves," something he'd noticed but never really cared much about. The pack was family, and that was what mattered.

Around the age of four, Houndour had come to take up a leadership position in the pack along with some of the older members, helping teach the younger pups and coordinate activities. Helping teach new family members how to survive, steal, and hide themselves was an important and enjoyable experience for him that he truly cherished.

The End of the Pack
Ultimately, the strong teamwork that made up Houndour's pack would be its downfall. Aside from general day to day survival activities, the pack often took up less necessary activities to help promote teamwork. There were often evening long trips out to human settled areas where the pack would run around, cause trouble, and practice stealing things before disappearing into the night and moving on. One of these events ended up really pissing off the local humans, and they organized a mob to chase after the pack. There was yelling, rocks being thrown, and while nobody was seriously hurt at the end of it all, it had become clear that the pack's activities were presenting a very real danger to the pups.

After everyone had regrouped from being chased by the mob, Houndour and some of the other older pack members made a hasty decision for the safety of the pups to dissolve the pack. Those still to young to care for themselves were left with some of the adults, and the rest quickly went their seperate ways to avoid the humans.

Valor Lakefront
Still very frightened by the experience, and upset about what he felt had to be done, Houndour ran off into the forest, trying to figure out a way to get away in case the humans came back. Running into an Abra, he pleaded with him to take him somewhere safe, and found himself teleported to unfamiliar lands in the region of Sinnoh, near the Valor lakefront. He found his way to the lakefront area, and spent the next year or so living there in seclusion, eating food out of the restaurant dumpsters, and generally just trying to survive.

He learned quite a bit about humans in that time from watching them, though always keeping his distance from them due to his growing dislike and distrust from the loss of his pack. Eventually he learned to type and, after stealing a tourist's laptop, found his way onto Twitter thanks to the resort's nearby wifi.