Post by Massacre on Jun 30, 2008 19:55:36 GMT -5
Name: Massacre
Age: 3 years
Race: Timber Wolf
Gender: Male
Personality: Massacre is a force to be reckoned with and he'll not let you forget it. His evil is said to rival Wolfbane's himself and his cruelty is unmatched. He views all around him as weak, insignificant fools undeserving of life, though once in a while he'll find and kill a wolf deemed to be 'stronger than the rest'. he devours the flesh of these wolves, deeming the rest too weak and 'unfit' for his tempermental palette. he believes the blood of his brethren adds to his strength. While some 'evil' wolves have a soft spot for cubs, he has no tolerance for the little cretins, and will usually kill on sight. He doesn't care about what others think of him or his deeds.
Appearance: Massacre's pelt is as dark as his soul- only the deepest noir covers his ripped and muscular body. His eyes burn a bright crimson and seem to cloud over when he goes in a rage.
Temperament: Massacre has very little self control. If you are unfortunate enough to evoke his anger, beware. Blood and fur will fly and it won't be his.
History: Rotten from the start, Massacre killed his mother in childbirth. What siblings he had were too weak to survive the first few weeks of life and soon died off. Seen as a bad omen by his father, he was heckled and maltreated by the old man for killing his mate. with all of the crap he caught from the old man, he quickly learned not to feel remorse for the death of his mother, or any other being for that matter. As he grew, he honed his skills by killing small mammals and leaving them to rot. At about a year and a half of age he returned to his old stomping grounds where his father lived, bitter and alone, and tore his throat out in his sleep. This wicked act was not enough to bury the past, so it seems, fo rhe retained his bad streak as he made his way to Transylvania....
Age: 3 years
Race: Timber Wolf
Gender: Male
Personality: Massacre is a force to be reckoned with and he'll not let you forget it. His evil is said to rival Wolfbane's himself and his cruelty is unmatched. He views all around him as weak, insignificant fools undeserving of life, though once in a while he'll find and kill a wolf deemed to be 'stronger than the rest'. he devours the flesh of these wolves, deeming the rest too weak and 'unfit' for his tempermental palette. he believes the blood of his brethren adds to his strength. While some 'evil' wolves have a soft spot for cubs, he has no tolerance for the little cretins, and will usually kill on sight. He doesn't care about what others think of him or his deeds.
Appearance: Massacre's pelt is as dark as his soul- only the deepest noir covers his ripped and muscular body. His eyes burn a bright crimson and seem to cloud over when he goes in a rage.
Temperament: Massacre has very little self control. If you are unfortunate enough to evoke his anger, beware. Blood and fur will fly and it won't be his.
History: Rotten from the start, Massacre killed his mother in childbirth. What siblings he had were too weak to survive the first few weeks of life and soon died off. Seen as a bad omen by his father, he was heckled and maltreated by the old man for killing his mate. with all of the crap he caught from the old man, he quickly learned not to feel remorse for the death of his mother, or any other being for that matter. As he grew, he honed his skills by killing small mammals and leaving them to rot. At about a year and a half of age he returned to his old stomping grounds where his father lived, bitter and alone, and tore his throat out in his sleep. This wicked act was not enough to bury the past, so it seems, fo rhe retained his bad streak as he made his way to Transylvania....
