Posts by ScourgeLover901

"Third tiers might also come." Ice meowed, she showed no emotion on the walk over here, and was determined not to show any when she meet the higher ranks.

Coldkit had no friends, only because he was different. He wasn't like the other kits, they called him dark of heart and mean. But he didn't know that was wrong, besides it was fun to torture that beetle. So now he looked for some kits like him, who acted like him. A different group of kits he could fit in to. Who were eager to be warriors in battle, who thought it was fun to hurt the beetles around camp, or just talk about certain things. Things he didn't know were wrong to talk about.

Coldkit had a pure white pelt and blue eyes. As he walked around he looked at the other kits, most shunned him and others didn't like him for his personality. Why was he so different? He looked like other kits but didn't act like other kits.

OOC: May help to put in the thread title, (Third tiers or higher needed!)

He looked at Dustykit. "Hello." He meowed, his voice was surprisingly mature for a kit, but behind it was the wanting to talk to someone.

Coldkit tilted his head, then smiled and said. "Yeah, what game do you want to play?"

Character Name: ColdHeart

Gender: tom

Clan/Group: BloodClan

Rank: Warrior

Appearance: Black pelt, blue eyes, long sharp claws that seem to have a permanent tint of red on them from the blood, long sharp teeth that easily bite threw muscle. He is very big and has a threatening stare.

Personality: Cruel and harsh, he is unforgiving to those who cross him. He enjoys causing fear so you will often see him patrolling the border to find some weakling he can crush underneath his massive paw.

History: Not much to say, he made his first kill at 4 moons, so his mother feared he would be a late bloomer and she disowned him. A year later he killed her, then after her he killed his brother who always picked on him for being the runt. Everyone was surprised to see that small meek kitten grow up to be a big, blood thirsty cat.

Coldkit stepped from the shadows and stared at Darkkit, who was like him sorta. Darkkit had no friends because he might of killed someone, and Coldkit had no friends because he was supposedly mean. He stepped up to Darkkit. "You are lonely to, I will be your friend." His voice was soft and curious.

Coldheart of BloodClan weaved through the cats. He thought in disgust, They are all weak, so so weak! Why does BloodClan respect the truce at all, why do we come here at all? "Why did I even come here if I hate it so much." He meowed quietly.

Coldkit looked at Darkkit, no smile appeared on Coldkits mouth, but he was happy. "Want to play a game Darkkit?" He asked in the same soft and curious tone. The curious part of his tone was like he was looking at something new, and something to mess with if he could. Perhaps Coldkit was dark of heart, but right now he didn't care. He had a new friend!

Coldkit finally grinned, revealing sharp pointed teeth. "This game is why I don't have any friends." He flicked his tail to follow, and he sneaked out of camp, hopefully with Darkkit following. "I learned how to hunt a little early." He whispered to his new friend. He pounced on a mouse but didn't kill it. The mouse squealed with pain as the kits sharp claws dug into it. Coldkits eyes watched greedily as the mouse mouse bleed. "watch this neat little trick." He meowed. He tore off one leg and the mouse died a slow painful death. "Isn't it so much fun to watch those weak creatures?" Coldkit really was dark of heart.

Coldkit grinned, a new friend and he didn't even shy away from him! But he sensed something in his friend, something that he did not like. Eh he could take care of it later, but now it was time for some real fun! "I have been planning on running away from ThunderClan, and going to BloodClan." He whispered. "You should come with me, I know we will have a better life. Besides, you already murdered your brother, I bet that they will let you in." Coldkit assumed that Darkkit did murder his brother. "You will come right?" His voice took a dramatic change. From happy, to threatening, as if threatening to kill. "Because now you know my secret about leaving, you have to come or else you will never have another friend in your life." Coldkit said, for Coldkit would make sure of that. He had taken control of Darkkit now, and he planned on forcing Darkkit to come with him.

He bared his teeth in pleasure, already he had a friend/minion cowering before him! And he didn't need to do much, just threatening him worked. "Good we leave now then, we shall not stop at all along the way so eat the mouse I killed, because I want to get their and fast!" He ordered. Coldkits voice was cold and cruel, he tunred from a fluffy fur-ball to a scary white demon who had control over Darkkit. Coldkit liked the feel of power, liked the sight of this bigger and older kitten crouching before him in terror. Being only two moons old, he could be counted as evil as a BloodClan kit. Which he hoped to become, and soon.

OOC: I can make the thread there.

OOC: Sigh

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Coldkit walked near the playground, with his forever servant Darkkit. The two toms weren't known well, and if anyone knew them, they knew Darkkit would never be a real warrio. Just some whimp who got extremely lucky to join. It had been a moon since Coldkit and Darkkit ran away from ThunderClan, and Coldkit had grown bigger then his servant Darkkit. Coldkit was now three moons old, with long sharp claws and teeth, he had piercing blue eyes full of hatred. His pelt was white and thin, perfect for the desert heat. Darkkit was only smaller by a little and was four moons old. His black pelt was matted and dirty. He had orange eyes that used to burn like fire, but had extinguished a while ago. His claws and teeth were nothing to look at and fear, they were very small. "One day I shall rule, and if not I will wait patiently, waiting my turn." He muttered to Darkkit, who had heard his rantings many times. Coldkit looked around, he was were he belonged, so why did he feel out of place? Maybe it was Darkkit, who would want to talk to someone with a weakling like that in their shadows? No it wasn't Darkkit, it was Coldkit, he had no great way to make friends. Cloudkit had killed only once before, so he didn't have much of a reputation. Maybe if he killed again, he rounded on his servant. "Your nothing Darkkit!" He snarled. "Time you you to die like you should of!" It was only a matter of time before Coldkit would of killed Darkkit, but niether imgained it would be so Coldkit could be more popular. It was extreme, and Coldkit recognized that, but he was so tired of being an outcast. Maybe if he has blood on his paws once more he would get at least one friend, not some weakling servant who he could not take pleasure in hurting anymore because the servant was so used to it. Darkkit tried to run but Coldkit was faster. He pounced, and whispered in his ear. "You should are a weakling and disgrace, even if you did live till adulthood you would of been a slave!." With that he clawed Darkkits neck open. He watched as the blood spill. Again he thought. A bit extreme maybe, but so worth it!

Ice dipped her head, and took the warning about not being an idiot to heart. She had waited for this moment for a long time, she wasn't about to screw it up. "Hello." Was all she said with a balanced amount of respect in her voice. She wasn't to afraid right now, she was very calm, and hoped she looked calm to.

Ice looked at her and replied. "I can offer my strength, I can offer my loyalty, I can offer my skills. They are not as good as yours, but they are better then a few others in BloodClan." She spoke the truth, that was what she could offer and she proved that she was better then Drypaw by beating him.

"Complete nobody, I wandered around from place to place, killed a lot of times, I found it interesting and fun. I heard about this clan and I thought I would ask to join. So here I am, and I am now asking" Ice replied with no emotion in her voice.

She grinned. "Sounds good. And if you didn't catch my name earlier I am Ice." She dipped her head and got up. "Drypaw, would you mind showing me BloodClan?" She asked