Mac Tíre
Mac Tíre
Mac Tíre, the giant Fey Wolf and head of the Council of Predators in the Court of Hoof and Claw, is the living embodiment of primal instinct and the unyielding laws of nature. Towering and magnificent, he is a pure apex predator whose very presence strikes terror into all who behold him. His immense form is cloaked in black fur so dark it seems to absorb light, giving him an almost spectral appearance, as if he is a shadow come to life. His eyes burn with a feral amber glow, sharp and all-seeing, like twin embers in the night, and his massive jaws are filled with teeth as sharp as blades, capable of rending even the toughest prey with ease.
Mac Tíre's movements are deliberate and fluid, every step brimming with controlled power. He exudes an aura of dominance so overwhelming that even the bravest fey feel the primal urge to flee when they stand before him. However, this instinct is a fatal mistake, for to flee Mac Tíre is to invite his pursuit, and to invite his pursuit is to guarantee a swift and brutal death. Within his domain, the laws of nature themselves bend to his will, granting him the unassailable right to hunt and kill any who attempt to escape his presence. He does not hunt out of malice or cruelty; his is a pure, instinctual need to enforce the natural order, to remind all creatures of their place in the eternal cycle of predator and prey.
As the head of the Council of Predators, Mac Tíre is the most primal and untamed force within the Court of Hoof and Claw. His authority is absolute, not because of political machinations or alliances, but because none dare to challenge the predator at the top of the food chain. Even the other members of the council, fearsome and deadly in their own right, acknowledge his supremacy. His decisions are driven by instinct and an intimate understanding of nature’s balance. To him, strength and survival are the only laws that matter, and those who lack the will to stand their ground have already chosen their fate.
Despite his feral nature, Mac Tíre is not without intelligence. He is a cunning and strategic leader, his mind as sharp as his fangs. He has an innate understanding of the intricacies of the wild, of the delicate balance that sustains the Court of Hoof and Claw. While he rarely speaks, when he does, his voice is a deep, rumbling growl that seems to resonate with the heartbeat of the forest itself, each word carrying the weight of ancient wisdom and primal authority.
To the Court of Hoof and Claw, Mac Tíre is not just a leader but a force of nature, a reminder of the raw, untamed power that defines their domain. To those outside the court, his presence is a harbinger of inescapable fate, a predator that cannot be eluded, an apex force that enforces the most primal law of all: only the strong survive.
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Pronouns
He/Him
Gender
Male
Presentation
Androgynous
Eyes
Blood red
Skin Tone/Pigmentation
Dark black fur oft matted with the blood of a kill
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