Post by scar on Aug 13, 2012 6:39:32 GMT -5
DEAD
Name: Scar
Rank: Lone Wolf
Personality: grouchy, crazy, cannibal. strong-willed, grand hunter and tracker
History: From my pup hood to my early years I have always admired watching my father. He was my role model. Being alpha of my former pack he was abusive to any female that neared him unless he chose to have pups with that female. He'd force the pack to do numerous tasks for him to prove their worht to him. When my father ordered all the pups to climb to the top of the mountain and bring down a peice of prey I was the only one who returned.
From that day forward my father respected me and truely accepted me as his son. He trained me to hunt and to eat anything and everything from each kill. He then tested my worth to him again by asking me to tore and kill my mother. I didn't even hestiate but when I went to eat my fallen mother (my prey) he advised against it. That was his weak point.
When I grew of age he called the pack to a meeting, he was going to announce me as the new beta. But I had other plans. While he was giving his speech I snuck up behind him and murdered him on the spot, that was when I got my first taste of wolf's flesh.
As the years went by I led my pack with more brutallity then my father. Making the mother wolves eat their pups if one was considered to weak to live. When my "mate" had her litter of pups I knew that my son, Blackheart, would be trained to be even stronger then I. When the pups grew of age I sent them up to the top of the mountain to go hunt. I was enraged when my daughter, Midnightshadow returned insatead of my son. I turned to my mate and ordered her to kill and eat Midnightshadow. She refused and bolted away with the pup danging from her jaws.
She didn't get very far before my patrols captured her. To teach both my mate and my daughter a lesson, I ripped my mate apart while my beta held the pup down to watch. I then turned to Midnightshadow and placed scarring gashes all over her face and neck. I ordered my beta to let her go and that I will hunt her when I finish feasting on my mate. My beta was shocked by the sight and had a soft heart for pups so he ordered the pack to turn on me. Luckily they didn't kill me now I seek my chew toy of a daughter to take out all the blame on. If she survives my ruthless rage she will become my new mate and I will use her to create a new pack for me to rule!
Name: Scar
Rank: Lone Wolf
Personality: grouchy, crazy, cannibal. strong-willed, grand hunter and tracker
History: From my pup hood to my early years I have always admired watching my father. He was my role model. Being alpha of my former pack he was abusive to any female that neared him unless he chose to have pups with that female. He'd force the pack to do numerous tasks for him to prove their worht to him. When my father ordered all the pups to climb to the top of the mountain and bring down a peice of prey I was the only one who returned.
From that day forward my father respected me and truely accepted me as his son. He trained me to hunt and to eat anything and everything from each kill. He then tested my worth to him again by asking me to tore and kill my mother. I didn't even hestiate but when I went to eat my fallen mother (my prey) he advised against it. That was his weak point.
When I grew of age he called the pack to a meeting, he was going to announce me as the new beta. But I had other plans. While he was giving his speech I snuck up behind him and murdered him on the spot, that was when I got my first taste of wolf's flesh.
As the years went by I led my pack with more brutallity then my father. Making the mother wolves eat their pups if one was considered to weak to live. When my "mate" had her litter of pups I knew that my son, Blackheart, would be trained to be even stronger then I. When the pups grew of age I sent them up to the top of the mountain to go hunt. I was enraged when my daughter, Midnightshadow returned insatead of my son. I turned to my mate and ordered her to kill and eat Midnightshadow. She refused and bolted away with the pup danging from her jaws.
She didn't get very far before my patrols captured her. To teach both my mate and my daughter a lesson, I ripped my mate apart while my beta held the pup down to watch. I then turned to Midnightshadow and placed scarring gashes all over her face and neck. I ordered my beta to let her go and that I will hunt her when I finish feasting on my mate. My beta was shocked by the sight and had a soft heart for pups so he ordered the pack to turn on me. Luckily they didn't kill me now I seek my chew toy of a daughter to take out all the blame on. If she survives my ruthless rage she will become my new mate and I will use her to create a new pack for me to rule!
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