Species: Sabertooth
Gender: Male
Stage: Adult
Description: Mainly dark gray with distinct markings on his head. Darker gray chest tuft and lighter gray on the bottom of his paws and on his lower jaw and slightly on his upper lips. Covered in scars newer and older [I didn't put many on him because... I'm not good with placement. Feel free to COVER HIM from the neck down.]
Name: Grim
Personality: Distant, but get up close and pester him and he can be deadly.
History:
It had been a massacre of saber of all size.
Grim hadn't always been Grim. He had been a father, a lover.
But that changed when a brutal pack assaulted his own for the women they lacked. Those that refused to join them were slaughtered, and cubs had no choice but to be taken.
The males had done their best to defend them, but they were outnumbered.
None had survived, and a cave-in would be what saved Grim from death.
His wife lay dead at his feet, his sons never to see the light of day and his daughters taken from him.
It broke him and from his fragile mind would a new saber surface. A demon.
He would never share his life with another, a harsher saber emerging from the wreckage of the previous that felt no pain or spared any.
He would be named by other packs; a specter of the night who would lay waste to any saber who would cross his path and leave a trail of blood in his wake, no longer anything but a monster.
For a specific pride?: Nope.
If yes, which? And why?: N/A
Future plots: Encountering a daughter? Killing off pack members who stray too far from home? Possibly adopting abandoned cubs and revealing a softer side?
