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Post by Sentinel on Jun 8, 2016 21:43:13 GMT -6
✮ ✮ FLESHSPARK ✮ ✮
THE BASICS
NAME:
FLESHSPARK
FLESHSPARK
AGE:
21 HUMAN YEARS
21 HUMAN YEARS
PACK | RANK:
DULLPACK | ALPHA
DULLPACK | ALPHA
SEXUALITY:
PANSEXUAL
PANSEXUAL
SPECIES:
CORPSE WOLF
CORPSE WOLF
GENDER:
MALE
MALE
STATUS:
DEAD BY SILENTSPARK
DEAD BY SILENTSPARK
OCCUPATION:
SELF-APPOINTED LEADER
SELF-APPOINTED LEADER
ALIAS:
Played by SENTINEL
Played by SENTINEL
DESCRIPTION
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APPEARANCE:
Fleshspark has a body to match his horrible personality. He stands just as tall as an elk. His skin is falling off in chunks, and he has a constantly bleeding wound on his left flank. You can see the lack of organs through his exposed ribs. His fur is a sickly green, and patches are missing at random. His claws are long and cracked, due to the lack of nutrition he had during his life. He has three claw marks on his right eye from a battle with Silentspark over territory boundaries. His fangs are overly long, but most of the small ones are missing or cracked from chewing on hard bones too often.
PERSONALITY:
Fleshspark is antisocial, yet loves to be in the highest position of power. He sociopathic ways had made him into the cruel, murderous wolf he is known as today. He is strict and quick to anger. If a wolf in his pack even so much as looks at him the wrong way, they could lose their life in a blink of an eye. He does not love, but he does think of the survival of his bloodline. He has been caught trying to seduce a female into bearing his pups several times. He has been unsuccessful... so far. He wants all the wolves of Compass Rose under his paw, even if he is dead.
Fleshspark has a body to match his horrible personality. He stands just as tall as an elk. His skin is falling off in chunks, and he has a constantly bleeding wound on his left flank. You can see the lack of organs through his exposed ribs. His fur is a sickly green, and patches are missing at random. His claws are long and cracked, due to the lack of nutrition he had during his life. He has three claw marks on his right eye from a battle with Silentspark over territory boundaries. His fangs are overly long, but most of the small ones are missing or cracked from chewing on hard bones too often.
Original art by Tira-Owl
PERSONALITY:
Fleshspark is antisocial, yet loves to be in the highest position of power. He sociopathic ways had made him into the cruel, murderous wolf he is known as today. He is strict and quick to anger. If a wolf in his pack even so much as looks at him the wrong way, they could lose their life in a blink of an eye. He does not love, but he does think of the survival of his bloodline. He has been caught trying to seduce a female into bearing his pups several times. He has been unsuccessful... so far. He wants all the wolves of Compass Rose under his paw, even if he is dead.
HISTORY
[attr="class","fbidossiertxtboxy"]The evil within Fleshtornpup was inside him even as a newborn. He only had two other siblings, but their constant presence felt like gravel in his skin. He was soon larger than the other two, who were mere rat wolves, and he quickly overpowered them. Their deaths were blamed on Western Sky wolves. With his mother's milk all to himself, he grew rapidly. By the end of his fifth moon, he was almost as large as a regular soldier.
Fleshtorncub was mean. He hated the other pupils, and even hated his own mentor. He purposefully drew blood during training, and sabotaged the others' hunting patrols. Despite being constantly in trouble with his mentor, he was a strong wolf. In under five moons, his head could reach the back of an elk with ease.
Finally, Fleshtornclaw was a soldier. He immediately knew that the retiree alpha, Cinderspark, wasn't fit to lead a pack as great as Eastern Rock. Despite his sociopathic tendencies, he quickly gathered a group of his pack as his followers. He soon grew in popularity as he openly voiced his opinions of the other three packs, and was set as the head co-alpha. The patrols he organized were only of his followers. And when he received a pupil, Chronocub, he swiftly manipulated him with his teachings. Chronocub grew up just as evil as Fleshspark.
About four moons later, Cinderspark lost his remaining two lives. One was from a rock slide, and the other one was dealt by Fleshtornclaw, the only other wolf there. He blamed the rocks for making Cinderspark lose his other life. When he went to sleep beside the Spark Pool, Spark Pack met him on the blurring edge of their territory. Behind a group of five previous alphas sat Cinderspark, who glared at Fleshtornclaw with betrayal.
"This will be the only time you are allowed in Spark Pack land." a black and white Western Sky wolf said. "You have trained and served as a co-alpha, so we must give you your lives. But you will never be allowed to return. When you inevitably die, you will be cast into Dull Pack."
At the time, Dull Pack was a small grouping of wolves who were self-centered enough to kill a wolf instead of allowing it to return, wounded and pride low, to its pack. Fleshspark scoffed at that.
"I will never breathe my last breath!" he vowed once the two extra lives were passed over to him. Cinderspark gave him an unimpressed look before sending him back down, the moon still high in the sky.
Fleshspark worked quickly to corrupt his wolves, and even sent a few out to the other packs to trick them into following his plan of converting all packs into his, calling it Night Minion Pack. Seeing that the packs were quick to catch on to his plan, he knew they would try to end his life. Although he had head co-alpha, Chronobonedust, at his side, Fleshspark wanted to insure his plans would pass on. Many times, he ventured out to other packs to catch a she-wolf while she is alone. He attempted to woo many, but was always caught by a male before he could fully seduce her.
(Or so everyone thought - OPEN FOR PLOT DEVELOPMENT)
And then the Battle of the Compass began. His plan was finally in action, and he would spare no wolves from the fight. His first life was lost in the swamps of Western Sky. A caiman bit into his stomach, but Chronobonedust was quick to drag him away to heal. His left side remained gaping afterwards, though.
The second life was lost about three moons later in Northern Islands. He gotten away with killing off the alpha, Jayspark, but wasn't paying attention to the wind. He made it to the edge of the mainland before it lost its strength. He hit the side of the cliff, bounced up, then rolled across the grassland. His neck snapped on impact.
Five moons later, he was battling to get into Southern Snow Pack. He saw an opening, but the 7 year old she-wolf, Silentwings, was right on his tail. As he pelted for the opening, an old rabbit tunnel caved in beneath his paws, rendering him elbow deep in dirt. Silentwings came up beside him, reared back with "You are not fit to lead these packs!" and slammed her full weight onto his skull.
When he opened his eyes, he was in a dark, murky forest. The other banned wolves, which had grown from the lost members of his pack, greeted him with determination and loyalty in their bowing heads. With their help, he has been communicated with a select few down on Compass Rose, determined to have Night Minions rise.
Fleshtorncub was mean. He hated the other pupils, and even hated his own mentor. He purposefully drew blood during training, and sabotaged the others' hunting patrols. Despite being constantly in trouble with his mentor, he was a strong wolf. In under five moons, his head could reach the back of an elk with ease.
Finally, Fleshtornclaw was a soldier. He immediately knew that the retiree alpha, Cinderspark, wasn't fit to lead a pack as great as Eastern Rock. Despite his sociopathic tendencies, he quickly gathered a group of his pack as his followers. He soon grew in popularity as he openly voiced his opinions of the other three packs, and was set as the head co-alpha. The patrols he organized were only of his followers. And when he received a pupil, Chronocub, he swiftly manipulated him with his teachings. Chronocub grew up just as evil as Fleshspark.
About four moons later, Cinderspark lost his remaining two lives. One was from a rock slide, and the other one was dealt by Fleshtornclaw, the only other wolf there. He blamed the rocks for making Cinderspark lose his other life. When he went to sleep beside the Spark Pool, Spark Pack met him on the blurring edge of their territory. Behind a group of five previous alphas sat Cinderspark, who glared at Fleshtornclaw with betrayal.
"This will be the only time you are allowed in Spark Pack land." a black and white Western Sky wolf said. "You have trained and served as a co-alpha, so we must give you your lives. But you will never be allowed to return. When you inevitably die, you will be cast into Dull Pack."
At the time, Dull Pack was a small grouping of wolves who were self-centered enough to kill a wolf instead of allowing it to return, wounded and pride low, to its pack. Fleshspark scoffed at that.
"I will never breathe my last breath!" he vowed once the two extra lives were passed over to him. Cinderspark gave him an unimpressed look before sending him back down, the moon still high in the sky.
Fleshspark worked quickly to corrupt his wolves, and even sent a few out to the other packs to trick them into following his plan of converting all packs into his, calling it Night Minion Pack. Seeing that the packs were quick to catch on to his plan, he knew they would try to end his life. Although he had head co-alpha, Chronobonedust, at his side, Fleshspark wanted to insure his plans would pass on. Many times, he ventured out to other packs to catch a she-wolf while she is alone. He attempted to woo many, but was always caught by a male before he could fully seduce her.
(Or so everyone thought - OPEN FOR PLOT DEVELOPMENT)
And then the Battle of the Compass began. His plan was finally in action, and he would spare no wolves from the fight. His first life was lost in the swamps of Western Sky. A caiman bit into his stomach, but Chronobonedust was quick to drag him away to heal. His left side remained gaping afterwards, though.
The second life was lost about three moons later in Northern Islands. He gotten away with killing off the alpha, Jayspark, but wasn't paying attention to the wind. He made it to the edge of the mainland before it lost its strength. He hit the side of the cliff, bounced up, then rolled across the grassland. His neck snapped on impact.
Five moons later, he was battling to get into Southern Snow Pack. He saw an opening, but the 7 year old she-wolf, Silentwings, was right on his tail. As he pelted for the opening, an old rabbit tunnel caved in beneath his paws, rendering him elbow deep in dirt. Silentwings came up beside him, reared back with "You are not fit to lead these packs!" and slammed her full weight onto his skull.
When he opened his eyes, he was in a dark, murky forest. The other banned wolves, which had grown from the lost members of his pack, greeted him with determination and loyalty in their bowing heads. With their help, he has been communicated with a select few down on Compass Rose, determined to have Night Minions rise.
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