Bane was born in the raging inferno, born into a family of seven siblings. He was however, the runt of his family, picked on relentlessly for his small and frail appearence despite his hearty spirit. His father mauraded on him about climbing to the highest peak of the food chain, and competeting with his siblings felt out of reach despite what his father badgered about.

Bane grew with his family still singling him out for his suppose frailty, Bane resented the place he was unwillingly thrown into, and for that, he swore on forgetting about his family when the time came.

Bane sought out a different career, for hellhounds were cagefighters, warriors of the blazing depths. Bane despite the size he was going to grow into, would not want this fate. He wanted more, something that would dominate his status over his family.

Bane manifested his rage, and in turn it made him a giant. He perfected the act of devouring others souls to fuel his rage, so he would never lose his undying ire. Bane found a passion that worked in tandem with the rage that consumed him. Him and his fury will never leave one another, he will not allow it.

• A large, burly frame.
• Bright orange eyes with goat like pupils.
• Eyes scattered on his chest and tail.
• A long white mane.
• A constant snarl in his expression.

His physical appearence is a flashy canine with a huge toothy smile plastered on his lips, his appearence remains jagged and intimidating. Complimenting attributes to the persona he wants to upkeep.

For all the anger he has accumilated, one has stood out to see past it and get under the almost impenetrable exterior. Though he pretends to be scary, he has grown a fondess for the astranged lady coming into his life.

A friend of his, of few that he tolerates, Sunny is one of them.

Gives them the joy of being tall by endless shoulder rides.

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