Kifo//Mutt//Male

[Chloe|:|]

Name: Kifo
Breed?: Mutt
Gender?: Male
Age: 3
Status: Infected
Desired Pack: Nekros
Description:

Kifo was once a striking sight, almost mistaken for a black wolf. He was large, handsome and a desirable mate that most females craved even though he was always cold and harsh to them. His fur was a deep ebony and thick, smooth, and beautiful. His dark eyes were full of life. This was before the change. Now the brute has dingy, thin fur. His face is a mixture of life and death. His skull is exposed on the right side of his face. His left eye is gone and his dark red right eye is the only means of sight he has now. His ribcage is completely exposed, and his flesh is slowly decaying.

Personality:

Kifo isn't only lacking in flesh, he also lacks nearly all of his sanity. He's a cold hearted killer and has a craving for blood. He also has a cannibalistic urge that he sometimes can't keep in check.

Kifo usually thinks himself better than others even if they have all their skin. He treats females like trash with the exception of his mate. He treats her like she hung the moon. If you think about looking at her the wrong way, Kifo has a hard time leaving you in one peace. He is protective at times, others he's aloof and spacey. He is a very loyal mate and as long as she is happy, he is happy.

History:

Kifo was born in the Mecca pack alongside his sister, Kousa. They were the result of a force-breed, and their mother took in harder than most wenches did. She withdrew completely from the real world and raised her two pups.

She beat the fact that they were the only ones good enough for each other into their brains and the two grew very attached. Their innocent love grew into lust and Kifo decided to claim his sister as his own mate.

What the two thought was a rabid dog showed up one day. His skin was rotting away and he looking like a hell hound. He attacked their mother and the two, in a valiant effort, tried to save her. Well, the fight was over and their mother hadn't survived. A deep puncture in Kifo's shoulder and a bite would to Kousa didn't attract any attention at first. Then, in a short time a change in the two became obvious. Their coats dulled, flesh rotted, and they behaved differently. The two wasted no time pitying themselves, but turned around and claimed the pack they'd been born into. Vowing to bring some very chaotic change to the land of Machlyne.