Post by Evanna on Apr 21, 2009 15:46:36 GMT -6
((Welllll...x3 seems lke evry1 iz lke makin BIO's wid DeathClan as she-cats I WANNA B UN-NORMAL N BCK A DOOD! XDDD lol yesh ><))
Name: Blackdeath
Age: Around 26 Moons
Gender: Male
Rank: Warrior
Appearance:
Blackdeath is a red and cream silver mackerel tabby. He is short-haired and his fur is rough and spiky. Blackdeath's build is more muscly than lithe, though slender legs allow him to run with great speed. He prefers all-out battle, and even though he does have battle strategies, a few at least, he would rather fight brawn vs. brawn instead of brains vs. brains.
His fur is different shades of red, namely two -- very light and very dark. His markings, technically considered white, are actually a more beige color. Blackdeath's tail has a tabby pattern with a streak of orange running down the center. His two front legs, entire chest, under belly, neck, and muzzle are all cream colored. Blackdeath always has a hostile sparkle in his prominently blue eyes; the expression on his face is dangerously calm, making it seem as if he will kill you at any second.
He always holds his head and tail high with pride. The only one he takes orders from is his leader, whom he respects and is not afraid to admit is better than him.
Piccie!:((Made it myself))
Personality: Blackdeath always has a collected air about himself. Even when he's executing a traitor, hunting down a cat, or even in battle, he is always calm and unemotional. He doesn't take crap from anyone and is rather independent. Blackdeath isn't, though, one of those cats who's too full of themselves or kills for fun. Perhaps he plays mind games with some cats when he's bored, but he will only kill a cat if ordered by his leader. He doesn't look up to the leader, but he certainly respects his leader, and always will. To him, the leader's word is law -- anyone contradicting it or challenging it should face severe consequences. Blackdeath is dominant, aggressive.
Blackdeath won't throw his life away to protect her leader, but he is loyal, and will defend his leader to the point of unconsciousness. He doesn't give a flying rat's ass about any other cat besides himself, the leader and the medicine cat, and probably never will. He is perhaps a bit young, but knowledgeable; Blackdeath has seen the other enemy Clan, SoulClan, and judging by their way of living, their restrictions and their stupid beliefs in some SkyClan or something crazy like that, he knows DeathClan is the strongest Clan so far. Though some might call him a pushover, he is simply loyal to his leader, just like any cat should be... and he is one of the minority who isn't controlled by intimidation.
History: [shadow=red,left,300]((Note: this is all fake, just fake like moons have passed since Tanglestar went from Tangletail to Tanglestar and she is just now getting her nine lives, and Blackdeath has always been at her side. XD idk IMAGINE!!! XDDDD))[/shadow]
Blackdeath's mother was a soft kittypet called Lily. Lily's mate was a tom from the next house over; she didn't really like him but she had always wanted kits. Lily had a litter of nine; four she-cats, five toms. Blackdeath was bouncy and playful as any kit would be. He adored his sister Clover and didn't really care much about his other two sisters, Shamrock and Irish. (Hey, they were born on St. Patrick's Day -- give me a break x3) At least, not until Shamrock started staring out into the forest, wondering what would be there. Shamrock grew to confide in Blackdeath about what she thought was living in the forest. At first Blackdeath thought Shamrock was an idiot with fanciful dreams, but that changed when he caught scent of strange cats. He grew closer to Shamrock and started sitting on the fence more often, not joining in any of the kit games his brothers and sisters played.
One by one, his siblings were all given away, except for him, Shamrock, Irish, and Clover. They were all red silver mackerel tabbies, and apparently that wasn't "in" at the moment. Blackdeath and his sisters grew close and became best friends, especially Shamrock and Blackdeath. (Blackdeath was called Rainbow back then -- pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, yeah. x3 lawl) Then one day Shamrock ventured over the side of the fence and never came back. Clover went with her; the Twolegs went out searching and Rainbow tagged along without them knowing. They never found Shamrock, but they did find Clover by the side of the road. Blood was spattered all across her body. She hadn't been hit by a car because there were obvious claw marks across her body. The Twolegs thought it had been a dog, but Irish and Rainbow knew better... they were cat claw marks.
Rainbow began to hate the cats that inhabited the forest for injuring his sister. Clover wasn't dead, but she would never recover. She could still walk, but only short distances, and whenever she was awake she murmured crazy things. Clover began to see things. Rainbow and Irish grew upset -- this wasn't the sister they remembered. Finally Rainbow couldn't take it anymore. He had to see where his sister had gone and what had hurt Clover.
He told Irish where he was going and then set off for the woods. Rainbow entered ThunderClan territory right when a patrol was coming; he ducked behind a bush and watched them pass. They obviously scented something because they stopped in their tracks. Rainbow ran as fast as he could. So these were the cold blooded murderers who had wounded his sister! Actually, the very first DeathClan had been the perpetrators, but Rainbow didn't know that.
He came back and told his story to Irish, who was frightened and vowed never to leave her home. After a few months, Clover wandered into the street and got hit by a car. Clover was dead; they found parts of her body strewn all across the road. Lily was especially sad. After three or four months Rainbow's owners sold Irish to a wealthy family. Rainbow was all alone now.
He had heard of a forest-cat-hating Clan which was made up of kittypets(DeathClan). He suspected they'd never take someone with the name Rainbow, so he changed his name to Blackdeath, a more suitable name.
Newly-named Blackdeath practiced fighting with anyone who wanted to for many months. He practiced hunting on the outskirts of Clan territory when no one was watching, and in an old abandoned barn whenever the inhabiting cats would let him. When he thought he was ready, Blackdeath ventured into SoulClan territory, followed the DeathClan scent, found their evil leader Tanglestar and asked to join.
He was grudgingly accepted but put under many strenuous tasks before the leader finally decided to make him a warrior. From there, Blackdeath's life skyrocketed. He became well-known among DeathClan warriors and even killed dogs (small terriers only, though) to collect dog teeth. Whenever he was ordered to kill a cat, he did so but kept the cat's teeth. Secretly, he reinforced her claws and kept a necklace with the teeth and claws he had collected. This would've sounded inhumane to forest cats, but Blackdeath had arrived in DeathClan as a young cat, and he had grown up around others who did the same thing; so he believed it to be 'normal'.
One day a huge dog invaded DeathClan territory. It was a dog left over from the ones that Tigerstar had set to attack ThunderClan. Confused, it thought the cats were its enemies, and attacked them. Blackdeath was one of the ones in the front line of battle. He even delivered the killing blow to the neck (although the dog was half-dead by then and had given himmore serious wounds than not). His leader allowed him one of the dog teeth as a prize -- Blackdeath added it to her necklace. He was also granted a few hours of rest in the medicine cat's den to have time for her wounds to recover. They left scars, although unnoticeable, something which Blackdeath resented -- he wanted every cat to see her battle marks.
He stayed a loyal DeathClan warrior for moons, only then was he allowed to wear her necklace and claws; now he always wears them, even in sleep, and guards them like a mother would with kits.
Family: None
Mate: Nopers
Kits: Ditto
Apprentice: Nuuuu x3
Name: Blackdeath
Age: Around 26 Moons
Gender: Male
Rank: Warrior
Appearance:
Blackdeath is a red and cream silver mackerel tabby. He is short-haired and his fur is rough and spiky. Blackdeath's build is more muscly than lithe, though slender legs allow him to run with great speed. He prefers all-out battle, and even though he does have battle strategies, a few at least, he would rather fight brawn vs. brawn instead of brains vs. brains.
His fur is different shades of red, namely two -- very light and very dark. His markings, technically considered white, are actually a more beige color. Blackdeath's tail has a tabby pattern with a streak of orange running down the center. His two front legs, entire chest, under belly, neck, and muzzle are all cream colored. Blackdeath always has a hostile sparkle in his prominently blue eyes; the expression on his face is dangerously calm, making it seem as if he will kill you at any second.
He always holds his head and tail high with pride. The only one he takes orders from is his leader, whom he respects and is not afraid to admit is better than him.
Piccie!:((Made it myself))
Personality: Blackdeath always has a collected air about himself. Even when he's executing a traitor, hunting down a cat, or even in battle, he is always calm and unemotional. He doesn't take crap from anyone and is rather independent. Blackdeath isn't, though, one of those cats who's too full of themselves or kills for fun. Perhaps he plays mind games with some cats when he's bored, but he will only kill a cat if ordered by his leader. He doesn't look up to the leader, but he certainly respects his leader, and always will. To him, the leader's word is law -- anyone contradicting it or challenging it should face severe consequences. Blackdeath is dominant, aggressive.
Blackdeath won't throw his life away to protect her leader, but he is loyal, and will defend his leader to the point of unconsciousness. He doesn't give a flying rat's ass about any other cat besides himself, the leader and the medicine cat, and probably never will. He is perhaps a bit young, but knowledgeable; Blackdeath has seen the other enemy Clan, SoulClan, and judging by their way of living, their restrictions and their stupid beliefs in some SkyClan or something crazy like that, he knows DeathClan is the strongest Clan so far. Though some might call him a pushover, he is simply loyal to his leader, just like any cat should be... and he is one of the minority who isn't controlled by intimidation.
History: [shadow=red,left,300]((Note: this is all fake, just fake like moons have passed since Tanglestar went from Tangletail to Tanglestar and she is just now getting her nine lives, and Blackdeath has always been at her side. XD idk IMAGINE!!! XDDDD))[/shadow]
Blackdeath's mother was a soft kittypet called Lily. Lily's mate was a tom from the next house over; she didn't really like him but she had always wanted kits. Lily had a litter of nine; four she-cats, five toms. Blackdeath was bouncy and playful as any kit would be. He adored his sister Clover and didn't really care much about his other two sisters, Shamrock and Irish. (Hey, they were born on St. Patrick's Day -- give me a break x3) At least, not until Shamrock started staring out into the forest, wondering what would be there. Shamrock grew to confide in Blackdeath about what she thought was living in the forest. At first Blackdeath thought Shamrock was an idiot with fanciful dreams, but that changed when he caught scent of strange cats. He grew closer to Shamrock and started sitting on the fence more often, not joining in any of the kit games his brothers and sisters played.
One by one, his siblings were all given away, except for him, Shamrock, Irish, and Clover. They were all red silver mackerel tabbies, and apparently that wasn't "in" at the moment. Blackdeath and his sisters grew close and became best friends, especially Shamrock and Blackdeath. (Blackdeath was called Rainbow back then -- pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, yeah. x3 lawl) Then one day Shamrock ventured over the side of the fence and never came back. Clover went with her; the Twolegs went out searching and Rainbow tagged along without them knowing. They never found Shamrock, but they did find Clover by the side of the road. Blood was spattered all across her body. She hadn't been hit by a car because there were obvious claw marks across her body. The Twolegs thought it had been a dog, but Irish and Rainbow knew better... they were cat claw marks.
Rainbow began to hate the cats that inhabited the forest for injuring his sister. Clover wasn't dead, but she would never recover. She could still walk, but only short distances, and whenever she was awake she murmured crazy things. Clover began to see things. Rainbow and Irish grew upset -- this wasn't the sister they remembered. Finally Rainbow couldn't take it anymore. He had to see where his sister had gone and what had hurt Clover.
He told Irish where he was going and then set off for the woods. Rainbow entered ThunderClan territory right when a patrol was coming; he ducked behind a bush and watched them pass. They obviously scented something because they stopped in their tracks. Rainbow ran as fast as he could. So these were the cold blooded murderers who had wounded his sister! Actually, the very first DeathClan had been the perpetrators, but Rainbow didn't know that.
He came back and told his story to Irish, who was frightened and vowed never to leave her home. After a few months, Clover wandered into the street and got hit by a car. Clover was dead; they found parts of her body strewn all across the road. Lily was especially sad. After three or four months Rainbow's owners sold Irish to a wealthy family. Rainbow was all alone now.
He had heard of a forest-cat-hating Clan which was made up of kittypets(DeathClan). He suspected they'd never take someone with the name Rainbow, so he changed his name to Blackdeath, a more suitable name.
Newly-named Blackdeath practiced fighting with anyone who wanted to for many months. He practiced hunting on the outskirts of Clan territory when no one was watching, and in an old abandoned barn whenever the inhabiting cats would let him. When he thought he was ready, Blackdeath ventured into SoulClan territory, followed the DeathClan scent, found their evil leader Tanglestar and asked to join.
He was grudgingly accepted but put under many strenuous tasks before the leader finally decided to make him a warrior. From there, Blackdeath's life skyrocketed. He became well-known among DeathClan warriors and even killed dogs (small terriers only, though) to collect dog teeth. Whenever he was ordered to kill a cat, he did so but kept the cat's teeth. Secretly, he reinforced her claws and kept a necklace with the teeth and claws he had collected. This would've sounded inhumane to forest cats, but Blackdeath had arrived in DeathClan as a young cat, and he had grown up around others who did the same thing; so he believed it to be 'normal'.
One day a huge dog invaded DeathClan territory. It was a dog left over from the ones that Tigerstar had set to attack ThunderClan. Confused, it thought the cats were its enemies, and attacked them. Blackdeath was one of the ones in the front line of battle. He even delivered the killing blow to the neck (although the dog was half-dead by then and had given himmore serious wounds than not). His leader allowed him one of the dog teeth as a prize -- Blackdeath added it to her necklace. He was also granted a few hours of rest in the medicine cat's den to have time for her wounds to recover. They left scars, although unnoticeable, something which Blackdeath resented -- he wanted every cat to see her battle marks.
He stayed a loyal DeathClan warrior for moons, only then was he allowed to wear her necklace and claws; now he always wears them, even in sleep, and guards them like a mother would with kits.
Family: None
Mate: Nopers
Kits: Ditto
Apprentice: Nuuuu x3
