Character Name: Serpentkiss
Gender: She-Cat
Clan/Group{if any}: SkyClan
Rank{if any}: Warrior
Appearance: Serpentkiss has pure black fur, but her fur isnt simply as dark as midnight. Her black fur, darker than the night or the shadows, on her flank were stripes of grey differing each other, as each grey stripe was a different shade, from midnight black to snow white. Her tail, however was leaf green, like the skin of a serpent, the dye still staining her medium-thick fur after 5 moons. Her eyes though are the most exotic about her, green, not the same shade of her tail though, her eyes were dragon green, her pupil thin and sleek, slashing across her eye, diving it. She has a lithe and flexible build, thus allowing her to squeeze through small holes, as she isn't quite the largest and broadest of the cats.
Personality: Usually, Serpentkiss was always calm, behaved, mature, but sometimes she is playful especially when with her sister, just not all the time. Having a little sister has made her protective, but she may let the little she-kit have some fun, but most of the ire, she would stay by her little sister's side, clinging on to her last surviving family. She adores little kits and tends to play with the, a lot usually when no one's watching as she is quite protective of herself. She loves taking charge and she always feel insecure and inadequate when she isn't, but it was different with the leader, as she admired the she-cat's leadership, something she wished she had. A lot of rumors sprout about her since she is sometimes caught, sneaking out in the middle of the night when she even has no such patrol, defining the feeling she gave off to cats when she's around. Usually in crowds, she is the shy and sensitive wall-flower whom just stays at the corner, murmuring to herself as she is too much of a coward to ask anyone, as she always thought it made her sound desperate. Slightly a Mary-Sue, she perfects almost everything she does, all for one reason.
History: As a kit, she always felt inadequate as she imagined how disappointed she rather just have been that she was a she-kit not a Tom. Due to her paranoia, she was driven to be a tomcat, pretending what she thinks her father wants. She goes around, getting into fights with the slightest insult, and almost everyone thought she was a Tom. That was until she became an apprentice, as her body was more lithe and had more shape. She had some feelings for some of the toms, but she dismissed them, for her main priority was to impress her father. Little did she know, was that he actually was, he simply thought that she knew and didn't bother, as it might go to her head. At some point, while she was taking a walk, she had been taken into the care of twolegs, even if she was taken care of by the little girl, the boy experimented on her, and dyed her tail green just for enjoyment. Finally she was able to escape, she didn't actually want to due to the little girl's kindness, but she could not bear another day with that evil boy and decided for the better to go back. Once she went back, she trained, harder than the rest, and had isolated herself due to the thought of being weak as she was taken by a mere little girl and boy. How could she have not fought against them? Soon, once she was now a warrior after many extra moons, her father and mother died, and she regretted her decision in isolating herself. But just as her father had vowed, that he would protect the family at all costs, so did she did the same vow, thus explaining her overprotectiveness of the little kit.