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Character Name: Coldkill
Character Age: 3
Gender: Tom
Alliance: DeceptionClan
Rank: Riot
Appearance (6 or more sentences): Coldkill is the rarity of his kind; a male calico. Large, made to move, and built like a tank, he's a tom that most would think twice before stepping up to. The unkind years are shown in the scars that cover his pelt, which is short but thick, and divided in half by color. The right side of the feline is entirely tabby orange, while the other is a deep, black brindle. His eyes, like his pelt, are also two colors, one being green and the other blue. Much to the dismay of many of the cats, the tom holds on to the keepsakes from his Bloodclan lifestyle- a leather collar of navy blue coloring, adorned with the teeth of cats and dogs he'd slain. His claws as well were enforced, the mark of a high ranking Bloodclanner.
Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below; those are additional requirements): Unpredictable, would be the first word to describe this tom. Every encounter with him is a game of russian roulette, in which he might go off and snap at any moment. Can you blame him though? His entire life has been about death, betrayal and madness, so is it really a surprise that the feline himself would be subject to such mental chaos? Completely unable to socialize, his only civility is reserved for his superiors, who he actually seams to acknowledge. Everything else is met with an almost vacant look, completely uncaring. Many see him as arrogant, and he is, but not without justified cause. As a male who has only ever felt 'normal' when killing, Bloodclan meant a lot to him int he short time he was a part of it, and many of the cats have noticed that after battles, the tom is a little more...sane.
For the most part, he is avoided, and he prefers this.
Though he never seeks conflict within the Clan, there have been a few instances where he has been provoked into fighting, be it because his past was pried to far into, or because he was criticized for being ' an untrustworthy, blood-clan murderer'. Centurystar, however, has always seen the goodness within the troubled young male, and if there was one cat Coldkill were to say was his 'friend', it would be Centurystar. Despite this proneness to hostility however, he is deceivingly reliable. He's never turned his back on a clanmate, and he's never left anyone behind in a rough situation. He's proven his loyalty, despite his troubles, and his fearlessness and ferocity in battle has been acknowledged by most of the clan.
---Likes (at least 3): Storms / Autumn / Purpose
--- Dislikes (at least 3): Ignorance / Failure / Socializing / Fish
---Strengths (No MORE than 5): Physically Impressive / Highly Intelligent / Learns Quickly
---Weaknesses (At least 3): Detached / Suspicious / Has A High Level Of Hostility / Defiant
History (8 or more sentences): I hope it's okay, but I incorporated Centurystar into his past just a little. He is the cat that saved him in the end, and who Coldkill owes his life to
Cold was not born into a Clan.
No, he was out of a litter of five, born to a she-cat owned by a breeder. The man had several outdoor pens out on the back lot, each half covered in a tarp to shield from the weather. The nest he spent the first few weeks of his life in consisted of a few old rags within a large pet carrier. It was clear even back then what his disposition would be like. Though he wasn't the hateful, conflicting cat he is now, there was always an independence about him. He rarely mewled, learned quickly, and didn't seek the closeness of his mother and siblings like the others. By the time they were 12 weeks, two of the cats in the litter had been purchased, leaving Cold, his younger sister Red, and thier older brother, Jagged. They were left alone on their 13th week of life, when thier mother was sold to another breeder. They lived a miserable life for the rest of the year, and things only got worse when Red hit her first heat. Jagged, who had been slowly losing his sanity, tried to rape her on multiple occasions, only stopped by Cold, who was stronger than the larger cat.
And then, when the felines were only half way through thier second year, the man stopped coming to feed them. They began to slowly starve, eating trash, grass, bugs, and whatever happened into their kennel. Red got sick, and with Jagged going mad, Cold was slowly losing his grip. He could do nothing for either of them when he himself was starving. When Reds heat came again, Jagged was already mad with hunger, and leapt upon her while Cold slept. He forced himself upon her, but while doing so, began to rip into her and eat her alive. Cold engaged him in battle at once, protecting his injured sister. However, the smell of blood drove him mad in battle, and not only did he kill Jagged, but he cannibalized him as well in order to survive. Red partook as well, but her injuries resulted in infection and eventual death. His only saviors, were the humans from the Animal Rescue. He spent the next four months in recovery at the shelter, only to be bought as a humans pet. After owning him for a month, they threw him out of a moving car into the street of a backroad in hopes of letting him survive as a wildcat.
Now two years old, he was on his own for the first time. He carved a living in the next six months, out of raiding chicken farms and teaching himself how to survive. By the time he reached the core of the city, he was as reliable on his own as any 6 year old would be. This was proven the day he met a Blooclan General, and was inducted into thier ranks. His patrol beaten back by an apposing clan, he was forced off of a small shops roof and into a yard..where a massive sleeping shepherd awoke to a cat landing on it's back. The fight that came next, was a nearly hopeless and terribly bloody fight, but the skill shown during that battle, and the life that was saved thanks to Colds interference, earned him the chance to join. His true initiation, was the battle against a soldier called Root. After besting the feline, and earning his place, Cold finally found something that took his mind off of the past, found something that he was good at; fighting, killing, Bloodclan.
It did not take long however, for Bloodclan to betray him. Left behind to die during a raid against Shadowclan, he escaped only to be saved by a feline he came to know as Centurystar. Leader of a small but fast growing Clan, Coldkill gave what was left of his life to it in return for saving his own
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Comments (optional): I made my bio around the clan a bit, so I need some volunteers. I need one or two cats that are rivals of sorts. They will dislike him due to his past, and may try and cause trouble for him. I also incorporated the Leader into his past, having them rescue the abandoned bloodclanner after he was left to die. They are the only cat that believes in Colkill.
Riku is a year old tom who has just recovered from the betrayal of his father, who was using him as a tool in an attempt to start a war that would kill hundreds. When Riku found out he and his father fought, but he was bested and left to die. Riku is a quiet, sharp tongued tom with no patience an absolutely no sense of humor. He is cold, detached, and angers easily, but despite all this, manages to keep an air of refinement about him.