An average sized wolf standing at 32 in and weighing a little on the heavier side with 130 lbs. His body build is a bit portly, and it makes him look a little wider compared to most other average sized wolves. It’s not that he’s fat, but he does have quite a bit of bodily fat on him.
His coat is a silver-gray color, with darker gray and black markings going all over. His ears, neck, beck and tail are completely drenched in this dark color. On his face, he has black markings around his eyes, looking like tear streaks, and a black stripe going from his nose up to midway his muzzle. There’s a black, diamond-shaped marking on his forehead. There are a few very light brown and cream markings running through his coat, as well, though less visible. His eyes are a deep blue color, appearing kind of dark.
Stark was born in Horizon, in Guarded Falls. He was born into the Firewing Brotherhood pack, and grew up there. He was the only one that looked like their estranged father, and so when the man was finally introduced to them, Stark’s self imagine and self love went down fast.
He grew up a troubled young man, and it didn’t help that he was often competitive with his sister Natasha. She was better at a lot of things, and often rubbed it in his face and made fun of him. It drove Stark crazy, and it created a lot of self hate.
The male started tearing apart what he’d build up, ruining friendships and his image to the world. He remained loyal to his family and stayed home, did his very best to prove himself, but always fell short. It frustrated him, it made him unhappy. He made himself very unhappy by not choosing the path he truly wanted for himself.
His resting face is grumpy and tired, not very welcoming.
He doesn't want an important role, he just wants to be acknowledged for the things he does. He barely got this acknowledgment throughout his life, though.
Has vague memories of his death in his former life but can't fully remember the events nor does he believe he did die before.