Soiled Blood - Egyptian Lineage

OOC Name: Dog_Jaws
Contact Info: My email is alisechere232@gmail.com It's linked to my cell phone, and I check it hourly.

Design: Three
Character Name: Sobek Ithuriel
Character Appearance: Like the traditional Ithuriel wolf Sobek is a combination of Dark grey, black and a muddy brown. The entirety of the male started off as the dark grey coloring that is seen on almost 80% of his body, this is accompanied by black markings that decorate the aged male. In his younger years his face would have been adorned with a black lower jaw, along with black ears and two circles around his eyes that attached to his bottom jaw mark with a pair of thin stripes. In terms of eye color they are a vibrant gold hue, and can almost always be seen in the dark. On all four of his legs starting at his ankle are brown socks, they don't truly fade into the grey coloring making him appear rather flashy. He stands at the height of 36 inches even, but is a mesomorph in terms of build.
Character Personality: Sobek has never been one for being at the bottom of the food chain, he has always forced himself to measure up to the requirements of hold the 'top spot.' He knew that the only way to maintain this spot is to be willing to undermine anyone that steps in your way, he developed the traditional flight or fight mentality early on although he leans more towards fight. Sobek is known as what one would call Chaotic Evil, he relies on his greed, hatred, and lust to lead his choices. He's hot-headed, opinionated, and will do whatever he must to get what he wants. In his eyes there's nothing wrong with using whatever means is needed to obtain what he wants; everyone already is well aware that he's not above murder. According to Sobek leadership is based on raw power, and sometimes you have to bully the ones under you to keep things going smooth. He has a tendency to see himself as almighty, enjoying vicious acts of corrupting the innocent. This male has a tendency to be vicious, bloodthristy, and downright evil. If you catch him on a bad day, you had best stay out of his way.
Character History: When he assumed the role of power within the ancient homelands of the bloodline, Sobek casted out his remaining family; Despite this his rule didn't last longer than a year or so. He had become madded with desire for expanding the kingdom, and he had decided that he would take out anyone that opposed him. In the attempts to take out the last group of his oppressors, a few of the wolves beneath him found out that he was plotting murder once again; This time, it was Sobek that was casted out of the kingdom. When he left the grand kingdom, his crown stayed behind as well. He proceeded to set out on a pointless trek to what he though would be nowhere in particular, but after coming into contact with a few females here and there for one night stands he heard of a place called Boreas. He had heard of part of it being a desert, Sobek soon had the plans to establish himself as king in some part of this continent. Now finally in the lands of Boreas he has decided otherwise, instead of jumping to create a kingdom he is going to take his time. He has every intention of tricking a starting group of at least 7 into believing in the ways of the Egyptians that he was raised on. He may have lost his original crown, but Sobek Ithuriel has every intention of creating another for himself.
Plots/Ideas?: I had considered putting down something like 'oh he wants redemption.' but I've decided that it just doesn't fit how I see him. Sobek is going to essentially start to track down his grandkids, great grandkids too, and finish what he started. His goal is to eliminate them all, or die trying.
RP Sample: Sands blew mercilessly in the West region of Ardent, battering anything in their path, threatening to drown anyone who took in a breath during the blowing winds. Shimmering crystals of the mineral danced off the dunes that were laid ahead of the dark canine, menacing golden eyes adorned with a constant scowl made up the face of the older canine; Sobek had come to finish what his daughter had started years ago. Although the sands beneath him were at least 90 degrees his feet did not burn, he was the previous Egyptian King. Yes, he had taken it by force, but what else was he supposed to do? That little brat wasn't going to give it up, besides it wouldn't have known the first thing about running a kingdom.

Shallow breaths were emitted from the masked devil's face, his teeth visible from his parted jaws; His tongue had rolled out in a cool, relaxed pant. Muddy brown feet had carried him miles, he had heard that his family was in these lands. He had a plan in mind, of course, when did he not? Sobek's eyes shifted around the dunes as his pace increased, the male was known for being a trickster. As he had casted out his grandchildren as pups themselves, they wouldn't know of his trickery; They were perfect targets. His plan was simple; Lie, ask for forgiveness, obtain it, then kill them all. Scoffing to himself, Sobek felt his hide along his neck rustle at his words "I should have killed them before they were even born, then I wouldn't be where I'm at." Spotting pawprints ahead of him, the male stepped into a shallow trot his muscles working tirelessly. A soft ripple was visible along his shoulder blades, although this band of muscle blended into his sides.

This scent didn't belong to an Ithuriel wolf, so it wasn't any of his concern. Whomever it was had better steer clear, Sobek was on the war path; It had been so long since he had tasted that sweet, sweet metallic blood. Luckily, his grandchildren had lots of it between them. Exhaling he stopped for a minute trying to decide which direction he wanted to head out in, he decided to head West. "I guess this is why they say don't play with your food.."