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Name- Mathale
Age- 4 Winters
Gender- Male
Personality-Mathale is a mysterious type, never sharing his deepest secret with any who ask. He can be the gentle and friendly type at first impression, but deep within his soul, unsettled things might arise to make him loose control. His history and past as shaped him to be what he is today, causing small things to trigger his memory. He can be very social when around those that are social as well. When new to an area is is calm and quite, letting others speak before letting any words utter from his silenced vocals. Once known, he is quite a character but in his past none really got to know him.
Description- The frame of the male is well built, having toned and shaped muscles that are visible beneath the large pelt. The fur of the male is a blended variety of many various colors that are all analogous to the neutral tones, such as brown black and white. Large paws hold rather worn yet sharp dagger sized claws that in the past killed many in battles. Through out his pelt are hidden scars, hinting his past as well as the line that slashes across his jaw bone.
History-A secret to all and most. He was born in a savage pack, raised by his mother who died not long after his birth. After this, his father denied him of being his child, causing hate to dwell within the pups soul. He grew up angry, and bitter within the pack, leaving at the age of one. Many months later he reunited with his father on accident, and in the end he left the body of his father in a puddle of blood in the dark forest of his old pack lands and a scar across his jaw to remind him everyday. He has killed many challenging beasts that he has come across, this giving him the scars he still holds today.
Family-None alive.
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Mathale
