Post by ..::frost::. on Sept 3, 2009 11:37:42 GMT -6
Name: Black Haze
Age: 27 moons
Rank: Sharpclaw
Gender: male (tomcat)
Picture: will come in my signature soon ^^
Appearance: Lithe and wiry, Black Haze is a flitting shadow in the daylight, while a silent ghost during the night. He has a long and lanky body, quite small; in fact, unusually small for a tom. Compact, he is more built for running than he is for fighting. His lean body is fluid and graceful, almost feminine, though he is far from that. A long tail helps him balance well, and strongly muscled legs aid him in running. He is fleet on his paws; and his paws a small, and hold blunt claws. He does not ever need to resort to fighting, however; he is cunning and quick in the mind.
Black Haze's nose is black; paw pads are tough and black, scarred from his antics of running. He has unusually sharp fangs, though does not normally need to use them, threats and trickery are enough. His ears are pointed, wide at the base and tapered at the ends, and have a lynx-like tuft at the ends. His tail is thin and tapered as well; long for balance. Scars trace his muzzle, squared and rugged. His eyes are almond-shaped, and a clear, brilliant shade of copper. They glint with shades of orange and flecks of yellow and amber, with narrow, slitted black pupils at the center.
Black fur covers his small frame, long and silky. The tips of his pelt are mottled with shades of silver and grey, giving him the appearance of darkness disguised by silver haze.
Personality: The only ones that know his true personality are the ones he has murdered. He could seem to be anything he thinks will entice you best.
History: A small and runty kit, he always competed for his mother's attention against his stronger sister, Silent. As rouges, his family always fended for themselves. He developed cunning at an early age, and Silent soon ran away, for fear her brother would soon kill her. At an age of seven moons, the small kit called Haze had killed his mother, hunted down his father and murdered him, and had renamed himself Black Haze. He was little-known, preferring to keep to himself and plot against those who annoyed him. Life, to him, was like a game of cat and mouse.
Much of his past is foggy, since he stayed alone. He grew into a hateful tyrant, hating himself far more than he hated others. His bitterness grew into an unstoppable rage, and he thought the only way to satisfy himself was to eventually rule over everyone. At the age of fifteen moons, he encountered Silent's best friend, Echoing Fates. Black Haze appeared to be a scared, sweet cat who had escaped from cruel parents, and tricked the unwitting Echoing Fates into revealing key information to him.
His anger had grown to a peak, and he craftily hid it from Echoing Fates. Silent encountered them one evening, and revealed she was now a respected cat name Whispering Silence. Black Haze convinced Echoing Fates that Whispering Silence was a cat who had betrayed him, and Echoing Fates abandoned her best friend, her last act. The same night, Black Haze betrayed her to a bloodthirsty acquaintance he had picked up, and Echoing Fates was killed slowly and painfully.
Whispering Silence found her friend's body, and renamed herself Broken Silence. Black Haze threatened to kill his sister if she didn't keep quiet, so he has managed to keep Broken Silence quiet through treachery and threats after he wormed his way under Dying Eagle's leadership.
He had gone into the Tunnels on a bone-dry evening, fearful for the first time in his life. He'd heard talk of the Tunnels, and he silently wound his way through them. Ghosts from his past haunted his every step, the cats he had killed, Echoing Fates, and the terror and grief of his sister. Terrified, he ran and encountered a dead-end.
The haunts from his history cornered him, and, eyes wild, he slashed at them. Black Haze's blunt claws sailed through them, for they were not truly there. In a flash of darkness, he reeled over backwards, and crouched low to the earth, afraid for his life. After the darkness, there was a blaze of silver and he was filled with the memories of Echoing Fates' last moments of life, Broken Silence's horror, and a guilt that was not his.
Ever since, he has been queer and quiet, preferring to walk alone.
Other: I'm making his sister (Broken Silence) soon
Age: 27 moons
Rank: Sharpclaw
Gender: male (tomcat)
Picture: will come in my signature soon ^^
Appearance: Lithe and wiry, Black Haze is a flitting shadow in the daylight, while a silent ghost during the night. He has a long and lanky body, quite small; in fact, unusually small for a tom. Compact, he is more built for running than he is for fighting. His lean body is fluid and graceful, almost feminine, though he is far from that. A long tail helps him balance well, and strongly muscled legs aid him in running. He is fleet on his paws; and his paws a small, and hold blunt claws. He does not ever need to resort to fighting, however; he is cunning and quick in the mind.
Black Haze's nose is black; paw pads are tough and black, scarred from his antics of running. He has unusually sharp fangs, though does not normally need to use them, threats and trickery are enough. His ears are pointed, wide at the base and tapered at the ends, and have a lynx-like tuft at the ends. His tail is thin and tapered as well; long for balance. Scars trace his muzzle, squared and rugged. His eyes are almond-shaped, and a clear, brilliant shade of copper. They glint with shades of orange and flecks of yellow and amber, with narrow, slitted black pupils at the center.
Black fur covers his small frame, long and silky. The tips of his pelt are mottled with shades of silver and grey, giving him the appearance of darkness disguised by silver haze.
Personality: The only ones that know his true personality are the ones he has murdered. He could seem to be anything he thinks will entice you best.
History: A small and runty kit, he always competed for his mother's attention against his stronger sister, Silent. As rouges, his family always fended for themselves. He developed cunning at an early age, and Silent soon ran away, for fear her brother would soon kill her. At an age of seven moons, the small kit called Haze had killed his mother, hunted down his father and murdered him, and had renamed himself Black Haze. He was little-known, preferring to keep to himself and plot against those who annoyed him. Life, to him, was like a game of cat and mouse.
Much of his past is foggy, since he stayed alone. He grew into a hateful tyrant, hating himself far more than he hated others. His bitterness grew into an unstoppable rage, and he thought the only way to satisfy himself was to eventually rule over everyone. At the age of fifteen moons, he encountered Silent's best friend, Echoing Fates. Black Haze appeared to be a scared, sweet cat who had escaped from cruel parents, and tricked the unwitting Echoing Fates into revealing key information to him.
His anger had grown to a peak, and he craftily hid it from Echoing Fates. Silent encountered them one evening, and revealed she was now a respected cat name Whispering Silence. Black Haze convinced Echoing Fates that Whispering Silence was a cat who had betrayed him, and Echoing Fates abandoned her best friend, her last act. The same night, Black Haze betrayed her to a bloodthirsty acquaintance he had picked up, and Echoing Fates was killed slowly and painfully.
Whispering Silence found her friend's body, and renamed herself Broken Silence. Black Haze threatened to kill his sister if she didn't keep quiet, so he has managed to keep Broken Silence quiet through treachery and threats after he wormed his way under Dying Eagle's leadership.
He had gone into the Tunnels on a bone-dry evening, fearful for the first time in his life. He'd heard talk of the Tunnels, and he silently wound his way through them. Ghosts from his past haunted his every step, the cats he had killed, Echoing Fates, and the terror and grief of his sister. Terrified, he ran and encountered a dead-end.
The haunts from his history cornered him, and, eyes wild, he slashed at them. Black Haze's blunt claws sailed through them, for they were not truly there. In a flash of darkness, he reeled over backwards, and crouched low to the earth, afraid for his life. After the darkness, there was a blaze of silver and he was filled with the memories of Echoing Fates' last moments of life, Broken Silence's horror, and a guilt that was not his.
Ever since, he has been queer and quiet, preferring to walk alone.
Other: I'm making his sister (Broken Silence) soon