Ebonyblood

[*~Angel~*]

Name: Ebonyblood
Age: 34 moons
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Gender: Tom
Rank: Warrior
Short Description: Large, wiry black haired tom w/ crimson eyes

Description:
Ebonyblood is a large, wiry black haired tom with disturbing crimson eyes. His pelt is a colorful mix of black, gray and flecks of brown with white streaks. The very tip of his muzzle is white, along with more streaks across his face. Though Ebonyblood is large he has an odd skinny build, which is thrown off because of his muscles. His ears are somewhat long, and his claws are dagger sharp. Long and freakishly hooked. Even though Ebonyblood is a young warrior he is one of the most battled scarred cats around. Most scars lay across his flanks, and shoulders. Some running down the whole length of his body, but his worst scar is one that runs down his chest.

Personality:
Ebonyblood is a quiet, stoic tomcat who never allows other cats to get to close to him. Oddly enough he is very into privacy, and usually likes to do things on his own. It seems like he was made to be a rogue rather than a Clan cat because he hates meetings. He hates being in big groups so in other words he hates crowds. Most cats try and stay on Ebonyblood's good side because though he is stoic the only emotion he well show is anger. He also has problems talking with other cats, for he tends to insult them. Ebonyblood doesn't do well socially, which he has no plans to change either. He's a born leader, and a fighter. He knows how to dig into people and turn them against themselves. He's smart, a strategist, and somewhat cruel in ways. Ebonyblood is blunt, rude, and very sarcastic, and he doesn't usually get to know cats well. If someone is close to him he a formidable friend, someone you want on your side rather than against you.

History:

~KITHOOD~

Ebonyblood was born to a beautiful she-cat named Bluesong and a huge tomcat named Nightheart. Though he was the only kit in the litter it didn't seem to matter. From the time he was a young kit on he seemed to prefer to be alone, away from other cats. By the time the tomcat turned 4 moons he was very unsocial, having bad problems talking with other cats. His mother, of course was worried. However, his father didn't think twice about it. Sadly the only cats he really got close to were his parents, and when he finally turned 6 moons his father was killed in a storm. He'd been chasing an intruder rogue when the storm hit, he had tried to find shelter but when the patrol found him he was dead.

APPRENTICESHIP

Ebonyblood was given to the a tom mentor named Tigerheart, who was extremely kind hearted. Unlike most cats he didn't bond very well with his mentor. He aggravated him, and most of the time Ebonyblood was in trouble. He was, as he mentor put, smug and very thingyy. He though more about himself then what he was learning. Which in some ways was true, but also false. Ebonyblood learned fast, and he knew that. He was a bit smug, and of course rude causing Tigerheart to lose his temper more than once. By the time he was 9 moons Ebonyblood had been in trouble almost more than Firestar had growing up. He'd taken such good care of the elders that usually they asked when Ebonypaw was coming. He became somewhat close to the elders, which he would never let other cats know. Sadly though when he turned 12 moons, not long before his warrior ceremony two of the elders died. Along with his mother, who was murdered by rogues. By that time he was furious, more cut of from the world than before.

WARRIORHOOD

After his ceremony he got no better, more or less he got worse. He seemed to cut himself off from the entire world, only listening when required. He did not join in conversations, and his rage grew and grew. At the time he turned 22 moons he'd gotten into a nasty tussle with a couple rogue cats. Rage overtook him, and the only thought on his mind was revenge for the ones he'd loved. He didn't want anything else. After much damage, and almost losing his own life he drug himself back to camp. There he was tended but he would tell no one what had happened. Until he finally realized he needed to speak with the leader, who he eventually told. Now at about 34 moons he's just as bad. Stoic, quiet, rage filled. He wants blood from any rogue cat he can get his claws on. Which in most fights helps fuel him, but many are worried he will loose his head. Costing his own life, or another's.

Role Playing Example:

The frosty air bit like an adder, its fangs closing around a huge midnight black tom. Quietly the cat moved forward, his muscles flexing as he quickly leaped over a fallen tree, or a disgusting puddle. It was much to quiet, even the prey was silent tonight. Though it was leaf bare, and he had to take that into account. Something seemed very out of place though, it was like the only thing he could hear was his own blood rushing through his veins. His heart beating frantically. Quickly he stopped, his ears pricking, his pelt beginning to stand on end.

"Rogue," He breathed, his breath white from the chill. The tomcat slowly turned in a 360 circle, almost like he'd finally felt the hostile eyes staring at him. He could see them now, standing against the tree, sneers crossing their ugly faces.

"Oh look the little kitty is all alone," The one taunted, his lips pulled back into a nasty grin. The tomcat froze, a snarl building in his chest. With a glare he locked his crimson eyes on the rogue tom, watching in sastifaciton as he flinched back.

"He won't win." The she-cat murmured, but her voice was twinged with worry. Her eyes flashing to the warrior then back to her companion. "Its just one cat."

"One cat you'll wish you never met." He meowed calmly. Even through the building rage, the furious desire to tear these cats to pieces he could keep his voice cool. Then he leaped, a warrior's yowl echoing around the trees as he tackled into the rogue tom.


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