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I never made a ref for this girl, I figured it was about time. c:

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Name: Sicariix

Species: Damnatus Messoribus/SoulSkull Hybrid

Age: Unknown. Ageless

Soul Mate: Nocte

Close Kin: None to speak of.

Offspring: None

Theme song: Iron - Woodkid

Voice: TLK- Sarabi

Size: 2 foot at the shoulder.

Accessories: Golden ankle bracer given to her by Xanadu. Betrothal ring from Nocte. Paw ornament gotten on her travels.

Piercings - Several bars in her ears, forehead dermal piercing, ring in her nose, tongue piercings.

Sicariix is a rare find of her kind. She was born a mix of a Damnatus and some other unholy creature. Her pack was killed when the demented mind of the pack alpha male lead them into the dark crevasses or a dormant volcano. The alpha had caught a bout of rabies, and while Sicariix was out on a hunting trip, the entire pack began killing one another. When she returned everyone had been massacred. Without even batting an eye, the half Damnati turned and pranced off with her kill.
Her mother was a dying entity who had begun absorbing her litter while in the end of her pregnancy. The only puppy that made it out of the dying mother was a still-born. The mother, distraught that the only whole puppy who could have had a chance was dead, began pleading with any unnatural forces lurking around. And two stepped forth. A large, looming red male, and a skull faced being the size of a horse. Both entities seemed to be on edge around each other, but were attentive of the mother. They began bickering over the tiny thing, until the decision was made that they would both revive it.

The limp black puppy lay at the back legs of its dying mother, who watched in horror and awe as the two unearthly creatures began to revive the tiny puppy. Streaks of red and white began to fade to life on its fur, and a mane unlike any other began as a little tuft on her head. The red marks turned to a skull on the youngling's face, and swirled over the body until finding the right pattern for it. The puppy let out a cry, and began squirming, smacking its toothless mouth in a vicious manner.

The red male and the horse sized skull creature began to walk away, and as the mother's dying breath was emitted, they disappeared completely.

Baby Sicariix was placed with a nursing mother the red male had become friends with. She took care of the pup, and the pack leader was more than happy to have one more puppy to his family. Sicariix grew up with this small mountainous pack. But she was always... off. The other pups were boisterous and playful. She was tactical and cynical.

Things took a drastic change when the alpha was overthrown by his much crueler brother. Sicariix became the object of his anger. Her tail is permanently damaged from a 'spar' in which he broke it beyond repair. He abused his right as alpha, not letting members in or leave. He contracted rabies and became the ultimate end of the pack. Lucky for Sicariix she was not present when Hell broke loose on her family.

Death does not faze her.
Life does not hinder her.
She is a single entity and simply exists. She will take life and create death as she wishes, and not bat an eye.

Sicariix ©

Art ©

Damnatus Messoribus ©

SoulSkulls ©

Pooki and Azra'Il ©

Nocte ©

Description
I never made a ref for this girl, I figured it was about time. c:

Obey the watermark

Name: Sicariix

Species: Damnatus Messoribus/SoulSkull Hybrid

Age: Unknown. Ageless

Soul Mate: Nocte

Close Kin: None to speak of.

Offspring: None

Theme song: Iron - Woodkid

Voice: TLK- Sarabi

Size: 2 foot at the shoulder.

Accessories: Golden ankle bracer given to her by Xanadu. Betrothal ring from Nocte. Paw ornament gotten on her travels.

Piercings - Several bars in her ears, forehead dermal piercing, ring in her nose, tongue piercings.

Sicariix is a rare find of her kind. She was born a mix of a Damnatus and some other unholy creature. Her pack was killed when the demented mind of the pack alpha male lead them into the dark crevasses or a dormant volcano. The alpha had caught a bout of rabies, and while Sicariix was out on a hunting trip, the entire pack began killing one another. When she returned everyone had been massacred. Without even batting an eye, the half Damnati turned and pranced off with her kill.
Her mother was a dying entity who had begun absorbing her litter while in the end of her pregnancy. The only puppy that made it out of the dying mother was a still-born. The mother, distraught that the only whole puppy who could have had a chance was dead, began pleading with any unnatural forces lurking around. And two stepped forth. A large, looming red male, and a skull faced being the size of a horse. Both entities seemed to be on edge around each other, but were attentive of the mother. They began bickering over the tiny thing, until the decision was made that they would both revive it.

The limp black puppy lay at the back legs of its dying mother, who watched in horror and awe as the two unearthly creatures began to revive the tiny puppy. Streaks of red and white began to fade to life on its fur, and a mane unlike any other began as a little tuft on her head. The red marks turned to a skull on the youngling's face, and swirled over the body until finding the right pattern for it. The puppy let out a cry, and began squirming, smacking its toothless mouth in a vicious manner.

The red male and the horse sized skull creature began to walk away, and as the mother's dying breath was emitted, they disappeared completely.

Baby Sicariix was placed with a nursing mother the red male had become friends with. She took care of the pup, and the pack leader was more than happy to have one more puppy to his family. Sicariix grew up with this small mountainous pack. But she was always... off. The other pups were boisterous and playful. She was tactical and cynical.

Things took a drastic change when the alpha was overthrown by his much crueler brother. Sicariix became the object of his anger. Her tail is permanently damaged from a 'spar' in which he broke it beyond repair. He abused his right as alpha, not letting members in or leave. He contracted rabies and became the ultimate end of the pack. Lucky for Sicariix she was not present when Hell broke loose on her family.

Death does not faze her.
Life does not hinder her.
She is a single entity and simply exists. She will take life and create death as she wishes, and not bat an eye.

Sicariix ©

Art ©

Damnatus Messoribus ©

SoulSkulls ©

Pooki and Azra'Il ©

Nocte ©