MALEVOLENT -- male

Age: Three years
Gender: Male
Breed: Timber
Pack: Hell
Rank: Alpha

Personality:
Cruel. This heartless basturd will tear apart any elderly or weak members in his pack if he sees fit. He has an extremely low tolerance for disrespectful members also. However, he is known to be more bearable with strong, worthy creatures. When he ‘executes’ someone, he enjoys it greatly when everyone his watching. In fact, it’s almost like a celebration. This little devil loves to throw the victim into a circle of his minions and watch the poor soul be torn to pieces. It’s a game to him, and a rather fun one.

Sarcastic. Not only does this demonic creature have a set of deadly canines, but he also possess a venomous tongue. Able to spit a snide comment or even a sly smart-assed remark. However, he rarely uses his sarcasm to ‘win a fight’. Not a literal fight, but an argument. Instead, he uses his vast knowledge and colorful vocabulary to knock down his opponent. Even though his doesn’t flex his ability to use sarcasm nearly enough as he would like to, a quick remark always burns the tip of his tongue.

Composed. Temper is a hard thing to control, but for Malevolent, it seems to be quite easy. Unlike many other brutes, he doesn’t savagely attack everyone that disagrees with him. Instead, he remains quite calm and collected. Never raising his voice when unnecessary. Although he is generous with his trademark ‘Are you kidding me’ expression.

Manipulative. The best form of trickery in Malevolent’s eyes. Using his surprisingly charming appearance he tricks others with his words. He also uses his stunning exterior against others. Malevolent holds himself with pride, and dignity. This wolf is very smooth with words, and can make even the worst situations sound grand! Turning around stories or completely making something up and causing others to believe him is just some of the ways Malevolent manipulates others.

Detached. Thanks to his father’s extraordinary parenting skills, Malevolent is rather heartless. He doesn’t care for affection or love. However, he isn’t above one night stands. Sure, he is a vicious ruler, but he is also a male. No, he doesn’t think with his penis, however he does reward himself to a female every now and then. Never does he stay with one female, instead he…switches it up. ‘Tries out the talent.’ If you know what I mean.


Likes: Fighting, putting others in their place, raiding, death & decay.
Dislikes: Stubborn wolves, those who question him or his authority, Heaven and Earth pack.
Fears: His pack will fall victim to death’s embrace, succumbing to another pack’s strength.
Dreams Of: Ruling over.

Body Type: Compact muscle clings to his massive build, giving him a daunting demeanor. Despite his great size, he is lithe and light on his paws. His broad skull is usually elevated along with his appendage which is almost always culred into a half moon over his vertebrae.
Fur Color: Dense ebony fur shrouds his physique and allows him to nearly melt away in the shadows. Once the radiant sun rays touch his fur, it appears to illuminate to a dim silvery hue.
Eye Color: Alluring cyan irises resides in his sockets and glints maliciously, intimidating others.

Family:
Arelante (Mother) - Deceased
Vlandole (Father) - Deceased
Sederate (Brother) - Deceased
Byrant (Brother) - Deceased
Feral (Brother) - Unknown
Cylestia (Sister) - Deceased

History: His mother birthed him in a desolate corner of the Hell pack and cursed him to being apart of the harsh Hell pack living conditions. Having to fight to survive and tear his way to high ranks, Malevolent toughened himself and turned rather brutal. His father Vlandole was the Alpha before Malevolent and was notorious for his brutal ruling. Forcing his pack members to fight and sometimes kill one another during ’training sessions’. He believed that only the strongest and most ruthless wolves could survive and could help him to build the most powerful pack. In doing so, he was responsible for the death of two of his own sons. Sederate and Byrant. Although he blamed them for their lack of muscle and belligerence, Malevolent grew a burning detestation for his father and an icy shroud froze over his heart. Once his mother passed away due to an infection caused by a broken leg, he turned that much more malicious.

Being forced to fight others on a daily basis turned him into a merciless experienced fighter. He was able to move up in the ranks rather quickly, but that wasn’t enough . Now he had grown ambitious and refused to take orders from the lupine that had caused the demise of his family members. With that being said, he grew rebellious towards his father, going out of his way to disrespect him. Although his mother taught him to respect everyone in order to be respected, he grew rather insensible. By now, his sister Cylestia stepped up and followed her older brother’s lead. This didn’t sit well with Vlandole, and he lashed out at his children, warning them of the consequences that would take place if they didn’t bow down to him and learn ‘their place.’

See, Malevolent isn’t one to simply, ‘roll over and accept defeat.’ Instead, he merely offered his father a jaded expression along with a discourteous shrug of the shoulders. Cyl, being the sheep she was, mirrored his movements, however she was in closer range of their malicious father. Which proved to be a fatal mistake, once he lunged onward and unleashed his rage. Malevolent, was restrained as his sister was literally torn apart and made an example of. Once Vlandole though he had proven a point, he abandoned the gory remains of his mutilated daughter, casting a grim smirk towards his appalled son.

That was what pushed him over the edge. In a frenzied fury, Malevolent fought for his liberty and barreled towards his departing father with his jaws unhinged. Latching onto his nape, he forced him to the dirt, thrashing to and fro with malicious snarls. Although his father was more experienced, he wasn’t driven by burning hate. Adrenaline pumped through his veins as he mutilated Vlandole’s nape, burying his lethal incisors deeper into the flesh. He had easily stripped the loose skin from the region and began gnawing frantically at the tissue. Others looked on in shock, however did nothing. No one was to interfere in a fight, that was the rule in Hell. In the end, Malevolent mauled his father beyond recognition, and left him to rot in the dirt.

After that incident, he was renamed as Alpha of the Hell pack and feared by many. During his reign, Feral, his runt brother and simply disappeared. No one knew of his whereabouts are even when he had vanished. It was as though he had never even been born. Some say he was killed by either Malevolent or Vlandole, others say he ran away from fear. After all, everyone else in his family had either been slaughtered or died because of a fight.