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"My name, you ask?"
Ahh, yes. Names. Deceivinglight's name reflects his cunning ability to appear unlike his true self. As he appears a vivid light of abundant posititvity when really, those who walk toward the light fall through the broken floor of his deception.
"Yes, and what about my age?"
Well now. Deceivinglight is about thirteen moons old. He has only been a warrior for merely a moon.
"And of course..."
Deceivinglight is a tom!
"Who do I side with, you question?"
As his title boldly states, Deceivinglight is from the strong and powerful, ParadiseClan. His past does not, however, record the same information.
"And, of course, exactly how respectable am I?"
Deceivinglight is a young warrior. He ranks only just above an apprentice.
"Oh yes... how could we possibly forget my good looks!"
Let's see now. Decievinglight is a devilishly handsome tom. His coat is splattered and marbled with delicate shades of brown like chocolate swirls in a delicious ice cream. Most of his body is a beautiful sunset shading of various browns, ranging from a rich chocolate brown, to a reddened, dusty cinnamon brown. His coat is marked distinctly with the tattoo of a *scorpion along his right hind flank. His paws are powderd with a smooth dusty cream color and are swirled with more marbled patterns. Now that you get the picture of his ravishing pelt, let's move on to his figure. Deceivinglight has a very strong, masculine build. He is a muscular tom with a naturally well-built body structure, you can see his muscles ripple through his thick fur. His body is, along with muscular, quite slender. He has large paws, and his claws are even larger, they appear as though they can slice through bone. He has a long, balanced tail, which is nearly always held high. His tail is ringed with three distinct stripes. He is a considerably medium size tom. Not huge and bulky, not small and frail. Now, let's continue to his facial features. He has a short, broad face with many frail feline whiskers. He has sharp white teeth, that match the quality of his large claws. And shall we proceed to his final feature? His eyes. His eyes gleam a light hazel. They are like hazel pools of intrueging splendor, calling out to those who are easily taken advantage of. The deeper you look into them, the more you are fooled by his deception.
"Now you ask, who am I inside?"
Decievinglight is a very purely evil, crafty, cunning cat with a taste for battle and an ambition for power. His evil works in evasive plots instead of immediate destruction, even though he likes the feel of an enemy's warm blood between his claws. He often draws in she-cats with his charm to use them to do as he wishes. He also draws alliance by seeming like a loyal and powerful warrior, when he is really fighting for his own simple pleasure of power. This cat uses knowledge and intellegence to proceed with careful planning behind his unreadable mask. Now that you know his mental personality, meet his phisysical mask. Decievinglight hides behind a mask of softness, kindness, security, and love. He acts like a good role model, friend, warrior, and is generally very popular among she-cats, but he is opposing and sly on the inside. Now you know a little about this tom's personality.
"Now. What do I like?"
Decievinglight likes flirting with she-cats. Usually that gets him some innocence and followers. He also likes when he gets to show off his talents to other cats. This makes him appear strong and elligable. He also likes to watch his enemies suffer.
"What do I despise?"
Decievinglight hates when other cats suspect him of evildoing, no matter if he did it or not. It gets in the way of his plans and causes more suspicions, even though it doesn't happen often. He dislikes when the others ignore him. He is a very self-centered cat who likes to show off everything he learns, pointing out that, according to him, he is the best. He also hates when he isn't in the spotlight of battles and such.
"What makes me strong?"
Even though a major part of his strengths are mental, such as his faux charms, much of his strength is also physical. He has an extremely powerful and muscular body and incredibly long claws.
"But then again... every cats has his flaws..."
Deceivinglight is usually the fearless type, but he hides one dark phobia that haunts his dreams. The fear of fire. He also seems to be the skilled cat, but it seems he is good with every type of strategy, excluding battle strategy. One of his potential weaknesses, comes from his physical build. Deceivinglight's right hind paw is unable to feel anything. While it still has a sense of balance, it disables him to tell when something is hurting him, causing anonymous injuries.
"Ah... and when did it all begin?"
Long ago, there were two rouges, a she-cat named Cinnammon, and a tom named Lumos. Cinnamon was a large, broad-shouldered cat with a marbled mahogany pelt and pale brown eyes. Lumos was an even larger, more muscular cat, with a light brown and chocolate tabby pelt, and hazel eyes. They met up after abandoning their rouge gangs and went off and had a litter of kits together. The kits went in their separate ways, most of them becomming loners. One kit, Deception, decided he would be more useful if he could find a clan of his own to live in, where no one would hunt him down. He made his way through the jungle. Passing through the humid, rainy summer. One day there was a lightning storm. It sparked a flame and a fire arose. The young kit searched for a way out of the fire, finding only a small closure of escape. He charged at the opening of flames. His back right paw was singed, killing the nerves and damaging his pads until he could no longer feel it, but he kept running until he stumbled on a group of cats. Paradiseclan. He made his home here among these cats, adapting the name Deceivinglight, and recieving a scorpion tattoo, marking him with suspicion.
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