Character Name: Darkfall
Character Age: 18 Moons
Gender: Tom
Alliance: Loner
Rank: N/A
Appearance: 
With glossy dark fur, Darkfall blends in perfectly during the night. Unlike his sister, his fur contains only one color - dark, flawless black. Likewise, his fur is also differs from his sisters in the fact that it's thicker, heavier. His fur appears longer than it really is, because of its thickness. Although his eyes are golden amber, like his sister's, they're darker, more menacing. When you look into his sister's eyes, you see veiled emotions; when you look into his eyes, you see open malice and deception. Although he's not a particularly large cat, he's quite muscular. When he moves, you can see the muscles rippling under his pelt, making him appear almost like a small panther - beautiful, but deadly.
Personality: Resenting the love his mother chose to show Dreamshade but never him, Darkfall grew up lonely and confused. He didn't understand why his mother didn't love him the way she loved his sister. When he was unable to take the hurt anymore, he turned it to anger. Rage began filling him, and his heart slowly hardened, darkened, and became filled with evil. Having been cheated of a mother's love, he seeks for a she-cat whom he can dote upon, and who will show him the love his mother never did. While untrustworthy and deceptive, he's oddly loyal; once he chooses to care for someone, he never stops, and will stick with them to the end. He's fiercely protective and jealous of the ones he allows himself to love, and will go into a rage if his current mate so much as talks alone with a tom he doesn't know or trust.
---Likes: Power, fighting, striking fear into other cats' hearts
--- Dislikes: His sister Dreamshade, memories of his past, toms that make him feel "threatened"
---Strengths: Strength, cunning, charm
---Weaknesses: Speed, jealousy, hot temper
History: It was Dreamshade's fault - all of his troubles, all of his pain - it was her fault. That was what he kept telling himself, time after time, after time. He never placed the blame on his mother's shoulders; he idolized her, even though she was slowly starving him of the affection and love he so desperately needed. When his mother died of greencough, which she had caught from Dreamshade, Darkfall finally had the perfect excuse to get rid of his sister.
"You killed mother!" he had screamed, as his claws dug into the soft flesh of her stomach. "You killed her, and now I'm going to kill you!" The desire for her death was like all-consuming, filling him from the inside out, making it all he ever thought about.
He had been unsuccessful in killing her that day. On the very border of their territory, Darkfall had heard a patrol coming, and had run, leaving behind the promise: "Someday, I will come back. And I will kill you, I swear it on our mother's soul." Although he had left, his mind was always back with his sister, the cause of all his problems. He wondered what she had told people about him, and what she was doing. Every day, his hate for her grew stronger.
The next time he sees her, he will either kill her or die trying.
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