MIDNIGHT ・゚★ ☾ [char. development | death, open!]

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    • MIDNIGHT ・゚★ ☾ [char. development | death, open!]

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      Two spectacles like liquid emeralds glowed under the darkened atmosphere. Claws scraped like talons as the vessel slithered over rugged boulders, allowing their song to be heard through the icy tundra. The territory before her paws unraveled itself like a map as her long tail lashed out behind her defined frame.

      Muscles frigid with sheer tension as her lurking gaze snaked over the border ahead of her. Sunningrocks shimmering under the moonlight. Her mind wandered like that of a bird as she found trouble sleeping that night. Her frights managed to get the best of her, they controlled her at times and puppeted her emotions with ease. Emotions, a factor Cougartail seemed to lose with every waking day now as she patrolled the soil under her anatomy.

      She could so vividly remember the first encounter with her clanmates. Driftlow, Smokebreath, Dogpaw, and Firebird, as she stood on the border in request to join, her rogue past hidden from view as she lied through her teeth about the lives she took. "Loner." A term the chausie claimed at the very start, however, little did she realize at the time that 'rogue' and 'loner' were two very different things.

      Why she joined Riverclan remained a mystery to the goddess. Perhaps it was her strengths in fishing and an unusual desire to swim that caught her attention. It was a suiting clan for the fem. However, she couldn't help but realize the personality change she managed to go through. She was harsher now, however, she found wisdom in her growth. However, wisdom came with pain. It was death that hardened her and the hardships that strengthened her. Driftlow's disappearance shook her like an earthquake, Quietstar, Duckpaw, and Bramblekit's death. Palemoon's leave.

      An exhale was expressed from the Deputy's maw, fangs glinting under the moonlight as her breath swirled into a frosty cloud before vanishing in the draw of a breath. Cougar's tail lashed upon an unusual sound as her broad shoulders shifted, claws sinking into the hardened pillows of snow below her large vessel as her jaws unlatched. "Show yourself!" She ordered, a thunderous growl ripping through her throat like fire, vocals laced with ribbons of venom.

      The night fell silent once more as she stood at the border for several intakes of breath before she turned around to head back to camp.

      "Don't walk away, coward," spat a voice as the lithe form of a black masculine emerged from the shadows like a ghost. His presence filled with hatred as the Tom's golden gaze bubbled in a cocktail of rage, hatred, and disgust.

      "Steed," she greeted bluntly, sour vocals frigid with annoyance. "Why are you here?" Cougartail questioned as her focus slithered over his own in question.

      "You. I'm here for you," Steed mused, his black pelt shimmering like glittering coal as he stunk of rogues and death upon crossing the border with a sense of ease. His angled features like a snake. A pause of silence was taken before he opened his mangled jaws once more. "I've heard you're going by Cougartail these days? Amusing. "

      "I'm not going with you, Steed. I'm one of them, I've chosen. I'm not coming back." The Deputy stated firmly as her gaze narrowed upon the dark feline before her. His handsome form standing out against the shimmering snow below his lean frame. A crooked smile angling itself upon his maw in spiteful amusement at her answer before it vanished. "You don't belong here, Cougar. You are a rogue. You are of Thile and Bloodclan origin. Don't deny that. I'll have to drag you back myself if I don't kill you," he snarled.

      Rogues of Thile. There was no denying her past as bloodlust was still laced within her veins as her father was a Bloodclanner before he died. After her parent's death, she joined the rogues in hope of survival, that was before she fled to join the clans.

      "Stee-" Cougartail started before she was cut off. "You are not one of them and as much as you deny it, you know it. You are a killer amongst those of purity. Cougar, you run with the Darkforest, don't deny that because you know it," he spat, his fur raising as his lethal claws slid out from their hidden fortress.

      In all hostility, Cougartail knew he was wrong. She had no place with the Darkforest, Starclan would protest at her promotion, her very presence would quake the clan. She made right to her wrongs, or so she thought.

      "Walk away! Now," The feline snarled as she encircled him, scarred tail lashing with hatred as her body lay low to the ground, ready for attack, ready to take the blows as he pounced forward, claws outstretched. She dodged his leap, her talon-like claws slicing through his underbelly as she outstretched her forearm before spinning around to face the wounded tom as he landed with a yowl of pain.

      Her glare lowered as she pushed off her haunches before her body hit the ground to slide forward, attempting to take out his legs, however, her maneuver failed as he dodged the blow and raked his claws down the side of her face. A hiss of pain was expressed through her maw as blood swam from the wound. However, her claws caught upon his tail. Causing the clan cat to pull him forward, his body collapsing upon the Earth as the fem leaped to her paws, claws entangled within his fleshy tail as she drug the squirming Tom towards her. The huntress's defined muscles uncoiling as she leaped upon the masculine to pin him down. "Walk away," She warned once more as she had no intention of killing the masculine, her former friend.

      "I can't show my face without a prize," He snarled, She was his prize. He was going to drag her back. Her past consumed her like a veil of darkness. She couldn't go back. Upon an attempt to squirm out from under her balance, Steed's teeth thrust forward as they sunk into her chest, attempting to throw the feline off of him. Immediately her fangs reached for his throat, a sense of horror racing through her veins. Pleasure. Bloodlust. And in the blink of an eye Steed's breath was released from his maw, his muscles relaxing before they went limp. Jaw's releasing from their threatening bite.

      And all was cold.

      The silence was like a mask as she stepped away, empathy void of existence upon her features, blood dripping from the wound on her face, it masked her jaws, her chest in pain as she watched in silence before padding back to camp. She'd bury the body later as suspicions would be raised if she threw the corpse in the river and washed the blood from her pelt. She had wounds and the night could not be erased, her feelings could not be denied. She found pleasure in his death.

      After a trek back to camp, Cougartail ducked under the thorn barrier and strode into camp to fix her wounds, masking the sense of horridity upon her features. Emotional pain dragging her down like the deathly currents that bubbled upon the rivers as she questioned her actions. He would have killed her, her actions were justified and indeed noble as he refused to leave without dragging her back to her past, her bloodlust.

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      ・゚★ ☾ THERE'S A HURRICANE IN HER SOUL
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      GENERAL ★ [themesong]
      female | she, her
      29 moons
      deputy | riverclan
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      OTHER ★
      rogue background
      voice claim: [ravenna]
      has killed before
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      APPEARANCE ★
      domestic jungle cat | chausie | [ref]
      the she-cat is bred from some of the largest domestic felines in the world, giving the battle bathed feline notably defined muscles and a slim midwith broad shoulders and heavy set hips, giving the fem a range of power. the she-cat's short fur resembles a chizzled sand coloring marked with darker stripes on the inner limbs of her legs before marking her bushy tail. her muzzle and ears are longer than the average, giving the powerful huntress a cougar-like appearance. cougartail is a tall goddess with emerald spectacles, a striking feature upon her graceful vessel that gives the attractive she-cat's angled features a sense of intimidation.
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      PERSONALITY ★
      ENTJ | "the commander"
      calculating | cunning | intelligent | wise | courageous
      bold | sarcastic | prideful | intimidating | fierce
      mean | cold | manipulative | harsh | arrogant
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      heterosexual
      single | no current crush
      silvertalon x feathersmoke [size=5pt][1][/size]
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      INTERACTION ★
      extremely hard physically | hard mentally
      attack In underlined black
      starts fights | finishes fights | shows mercy | will kill if needed
      no kill | no capture | no torture
      peaceful actions can be powerplayed

      SHE'S AN EARTHQUAKE
      played by: rinnie

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      [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt]/track so i can read in the morning + rc is filled with both salt and killers lol

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      [spoiler=`✧ RAW FANGS SINK, FLESH OF FRUIT]
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      updated 1/06
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      IN GENERAL
      ★ spiderfoot — she/her pronouns — called 'spiderlegs' — physically: 21 moons
      ★ biromantic bisexual — generation 1 — single — monogamous
      ★ warrior of riverclan — part of the salt squad — 'the salt queen' — true neutral

      APPEARANCE ( x )
      — sleek brown mottled molly with olive-green optics [bengal x moggy mix]
      — long-legged and pretty
      major injuries deep gash on chest, throat scars [healed]
      minor injuries nicked right ear [healed]
      — tv tropes: Deadpan Snarker, The Cynic, Jerk With a Heart of Gold

      INTERACTION
      ★ physically: hard, mentally: medium
      ★ attack in italicized & bolded CCECDA
      ★ hub
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      [fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 410px;font-size:8pt;line-height: 180%;][justify] * tracking!!! This is written really well <3
      [fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing: -1px; font-size:13pt; color: #dfe8ee; font-family: georgia]a study in identity and illusion[/fancypost]<br />[fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing: 0px; margin-top: -12px; color: #dfe8ee; size: 3pt; text-transform: uppercase]a living myth [size=1]bio ref HC
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      awh, thanks guys
      i'm happy people are actually reading this <33

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      ・゚★ ☾ THERE'S A HURRICANE IN HER SOUL
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      GENERAL ★ [themesong]
      female | she, her
      29 moons
      deputy | riverclan
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      OTHER ★
      rogue background
      voice claim: [ravenna]
      has killed before
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      APPEARANCE ★
      domestic jungle cat | chausie | [ref]
      the she-cat is bred from some of the largest domestic felines in the world, giving the battle bathed feline notably defined muscles and a slim midwith broad shoulders and heavy set hips, giving the fem a range of power. the she-cat's short fur resembles a chizzled sand coloring marked with darker stripes on the inner limbs of her legs before marking her bushy tail. her muzzle and ears are longer than the average, giving the powerful huntress a cougar-like appearance. cougartail is a tall goddess with emerald spectacles, a striking feature upon her graceful vessel that gives the attractive she-cat's angled features a sense of intimidation.
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      PERSONALITY ★
      ENTJ | "the commander"
      calculating | cunning | intelligent | wise | courageous
      bold | sarcastic | prideful | intimidating | fierce
      mean | cold | manipulative | harsh | arrogant
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      heterosexual
      single | no current crush
      silvertalon x feathersmoke [size=5pt][1][/size]
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      INTERACTION ★
      extremely hard physically | hard mentally
      attack In underlined black
      starts fights | finishes fights | shows mercy | will kill if needed
      no kill | no capture | no torture
      peaceful actions can be powerplayed

      SHE'S AN EARTHQUAKE
      played by: rinnie
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      [fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 410px;font-size:8pt;line-height: 180%;][justify] * lmao great now cougar /and/ smoke are both bloodthirsty lol
      [fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing: -1px; font-size:13pt; color: #dfe8ee; font-family: georgia]a study in identity and illusion[/fancypost]<br />[fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing: 0px; margin-top: -12px; color: #dfe8ee; size: 3pt; text-transform: uppercase]a living myth [size=1]bio ref HC
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      Hamilton.
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      hamilton was making his way out on a lone hunting patrol - one of many of that day - but was stopped dead in his tracks as the deputy returned, bloodstained, injured. a sense of dread overcame him, but he tried not to let that show. his lashing tail and tense posture no doubt showed his concerned for the femme.
      "Cougartail, ma'am, are you okay?" he asked as the sandy feline brushwd passed him in her arrival. she seemed a little distant, but by the state of her coat, he had no doubt there was a very good reason for that.

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      [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt][oh my gosh for real subby lmao, and thank you!]

      The she-cat's hardened gaze slithered towards the masculine as she snaked through the clearing. The moonlight over head shimmering upon the she-cat's fresh wounds, fangs silhouetted against the silky light. "Hamilton," she greeted bluntly, liquid luminaries tracing over his own features as she examined him for a moment. Her focus seemingly torn back into the realms of reality as her muscles flexed with tension upon the question.

      A moment of silence was shared as she thought for a moment before unlatching her jaws, "I uh..." Her usually strong vocals now shaking slightly as the reality of the night shook her. However, she felt nothing other than a sense of disgust for the pleasure she had felt. "I killed someone," Cougartail stated simply, tail flicking with nerves. "His name was Steed, we were friends many moons ago before I left to join the clans. He came back for me, threatening to kill me if I didn't go back. I warned him to walk away, he knew the consequences and refused," she stated upon clearing her throat as Cougar's words regained their once well-known strength.

      Exhaling, her cranium returned before her paws as she slipped within the medicine den, emerald glare scouring over the knooks in search for cobwebs.

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      ◂ INFO | 1/7

      ・゚★ ☾ THERE'S A HURRICANE IN HER SOUL
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      GENERAL ★ [themesong]
      female | she, her
      29 moons
      deputy | riverclan
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      OTHER ★
      rogue background
      voice claim: [ravenna]
      has killed before
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      APPEARANCE ★
      domestic jungle cat | chausie | [ref]
      the she-cat is bred from some of the largest domestic felines in the world, giving the battle bathed feline notably defined muscles and a slim midwith broad shoulders and heavy set hips, giving the fem a range of power. the she-cat's short fur resembles a chizzled sand coloring marked with darker stripes on the inner limbs of her legs before marking her bushy tail. her muzzle and ears are longer than the average, giving the powerful huntress a cougar-like appearance. cougartail is a tall goddess with emerald spectacles, a striking feature upon her graceful vessel that gives the attractive she-cat's angled features a sense of intimidation.
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      PERSONALITY ★
      ENTJ | "the commander"
      calculating | cunning | intelligent | wise | courageous
      bold | sarcastic | prideful | intimidating | fierce
      mean | cold | manipulative | harsh | arrogant
      [fancypost borderwidth=0;background:linear-gradient(to right,transparent,#fff,transparent);height:1px;width:400px;padding:0px;margin-top:5px;margin-bottom:5px;][/fancypost]RELATIONSHIPS ★
      heterosexual
      single | no current crush
      silvertalon x feathersmoke [size=5pt][1][/size]
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      INTERACTION ★
      extremely hard physically | hard mentally
      attack In underlined black
      starts fights | finishes fights | shows mercy | will kill if needed
      no kill | no capture | no torture
      peaceful actions can be powerplayed

      SHE'S AN EARTHQUAKE
      played by: rinnie

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      Hamilton.
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      hamilton blinked, unable to hold back his own surprise for once. he was not so surprised the deputy had killed someone - he was sure cougartail had killed many a cat to get to the position she was in now - but was more surprised that the femme had paused, stumbled, even, to tell him what had happened. the tabby remained quiet, giving only a brief nod as his gaze hardened at the seriousness of the story. he didn't watch the sandy she-cat disappear into the den of the medicine cats, instead, he chose to continue his leave of camp, albeit with different plans.
      hamliton sniffed the air, and followed the scent of blood, hoping to find the body before any unsuspecting riverclanner found it and got concerned. as he approached, the tom held back a breath for a brief moment. the corpse was still bleeding from the throat, and already a crow had come to see what feast lay in store. the tabby feline. cougartail had left quite the mess, and in honesty he had not expected it to be quite so gruesome, then again, what is there to expect when facing with death?[/fancypost]
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      [so much muse at night yyy]

      It tasted no different than bitter water. Blood. Thick, crimson streams that flow from his father's gaping wounds that Carson had left on any lone cat that tried to touch his son. The feel of it, waxy and clean, wrapping tendrils of tender fire in his mouth after Cobia smashed his face into the ground, time after time, legs too frail to keep him moving but determination seething so hard to make him go on.

      Sometimes, it had filled his mouth from prey. It did not taste good. It did not taste bad. At times, he drank the blood of his father's catches. Any liquid that wasn't drenched in the crystals of alabaster salt was precious to the pair of traveling toms moving away from the sun-drown place.

      It smelled different, though. It had a tang. A rusted and metallic tang that felt as if it crushed the open air around the place it had been spilled. If you were not generally close, it would fade into the backround stink of cats and fecal matter that churred the world around the apprentice. If you were close, things snapped.

      Hungry rogues would flock in ravenous scavenging to the spots. Things from the sky would twist down with sharp appendages flailing towards the giver of the thick liquid. Some clans would take it as a sign of war. Others as a sign of grief. Some as a sign of hope. For those lucky enough not to smell the telltale sign of death and agony, a blissful background noise fading into the static of the world.

      It was thick. Thicker than the inky coat sheathing the territory as the sun, in a far away land, spluttered to keep its flames, and drowned. Thicker than the feeling of falling through ice, feeling the chilled rush, and the weight of a thousand warriors pounding in your head to keep moving even though the depths are whispering sweet fantasies for you if you just stop.

      No, not quite. Blood invaded your pelt in a battering way. It mixed and danced with each hair on each coat, winding itself in to meet others of its same kind. The liquid poured from gapes and injuries in the hope to mend and not to scathe. Instead of it's original intention, the crimson coated fire would make the dragging pains from wounds ten times worse. Emotionally. Physical pain tipping at the scale, not yet, until blood enters the party!

      Cobia's head messed with him the first time he saw himself drenched in another cat's blood as a kitten. Slowly, the nagging guilt and regret seemed to fade and often come back in waves of internal shock and utter depression. Sometimes, it wouldn't phase him to wear his crown of cerise upon his locks.

      Not today.


      He could smell it. Cobiapaw could smell it. It came from someIt tasted no different than bitter water. Blood. Thick, crimson streams that flow from his father's gaping wounds that Carson had left on any lone cat that tried to touch his son. The feel of it, waxy and clean, wrapping tendrils of tender fire in his mouth after Cobia smashed his face into the ground, time after time, legs too frail to keep him moving but determination seething so hard to make him go on.

      Sometimes, it had filled his mouth from prey. It did not taste good. It did not taste bad. At times, he drank the blood of his father's catches. Any liquid that wasn't drenched in the crystals of alabaster salt was precious to the pair of traveling toms moving away from the sun-drown place.

      It smelled different, though. It had a tang. A rusted and metallic tang that felt as if it crushed the open air around the place it had been spilled. If you were not generally close, it would fade into the backround stink of cats and fecal matter that churred the world around the apprentice. If you were close, things snapped.

      Hungry rogues would flock in ravenous scavenging to the spots. Things from the sky would twist down with sharp appendages flailing towards the giver of the thick liquid. Some clans would take it as a sign of war. Others as a sign of grief. Some as a sign of hope. For those lucky enough not to smell the telltale sign of death and agony, a blissful background noise fading into the static of the world.

      He could smell it. Cobiapaw could smell it. It came from a place in camp, the fading stench from somewhere far outside. He pushed himself up on muscled limbs, lingering the last seconds of rest in his nest, and padded from the warmth and safety of his nest to the silver studded camp outside.

      Cobiapaw noticed something. A cat departing the camp. One disappearing into the darkness of the medicine cat den. The middle-aged apprentice took in a sharply pointed inhale and cautiously stalked on light steps over. "Hello? I-I, uh. I smelt it." He now recognized the scent of his deputy, Cougartail. "Are you okay? I- obviously not, but, are you?"
      but do you feel like a young god?
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      track for NOW
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      info | updated 01/09/2017

      GENERAL:
      ▪ Rainstorm | ♀
      ▪ Pansexual, male pref.
      ▪ 1 year, 3 months (15 moons)
      ▪ Warrior of Trad. RiverClan

      RELATIONSHIPS:
      ▪ No mate | No crushes | No "maybe" crushes
      ▪ NPC(Rainfur) x NPC(Honeystep) | Gen 1
      ▪ Sister of Mothwhisker, Brookmumble, Darkmoon/heart, and Frogleap.

      PHYSICAL:
      ★ DOMESTIC FELINE | health: 90%
      — longhaired blue and white she-cat with green eyes.
      major injuries: none
      [i]minor injuries: none

      PERSONALITY:
      — Outspoken, loud, easily resorts to violence, sarcastic, cold, angry, angsty

      INTERACTION:
      ▪ Hard in battle
      ▪ Will kill, starts fights, and shows mercy
      ▪ Attack in #646981.
      ▪ Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.
      give me forever for a while.
      hydrus, kitten of lithiumclan.