Calcifer had been living the loner life for quite some time. The scar marred his previously pristine pelt. After all, he had been born a kittypet signified by the collar around his neck. The collar was green and tattered, chunks missing around the sides. His sister, Firedawn, had gone to reside within ShadowClan's ranks many moons ago. Calcifer, a different cat back then, had decided to leave the spoiled lifestyle behind and follow in her pawsteps. Of course, the flame hued feline had not followed her to the soft clan that she had grown fond of. No, Calcifer had decided he would lead a different life. The somali had been known as Lady back then, but he knew that his name and how he was view wasn't him. No, he was Calcifer.
The fiery transtom padded towards BloodClan, a corpse being drug by its scruff towards the border. The softhearted former clanner hadn't put up much of a fight for the bloodthirsty king, which had taken the fun out of killing the idiot. It had been a shame to waste any energy on this body of bones, yet he wanted to be accepted. What better way to make a good impression than bringing a body of an enemy to the border? The blood of the lifeless lonercaked Calcifer's fur. As the body fell to the ground with a resounding thud, the bloodthirsty creature smirked. "I bring a gift to BloodClan. I've come to join your ranks if you'd allow me to."
He stopped in his tracks, waiting for someone to meet him there. Calcifer showed no hostility towards any approachers, rather he seemed calm in his demeanor. Hopefully, the flame hued tom would be allowed to join. After all, joining this clan could be fun. They seemed to enjoy ripping some throats and taking names just as much as he did.