Post by Velvetstar on Mar 1, 2010 14:30:09 GMT -5
Name:
Snake
Age:
29 moons
Gender:
Tom
Clan:
Rogue
Clan Position:
Rogue
Physical Description:
Basically, Snake has a very huge and very muscular build to him. His form is erect and very menacing. Long, muscular legs lead down to huge paws with long talon like claws that are always ready to shred his enemy's and prey. Strong shoulders with defined muscles that ripple the length of his long and capable body. His ears normally remain pointed and his face has all the sharp angles his body portrays as well. His mouth, which is normally twisted up in a bone chilling snarl, is filled with the most perfect set's of razor sharp teeth. Over all, Snake is a very big cat.
In General, Snake is a short haired dark ginger tabby. For marking's, he has pure jet black paws and a black tail tip. his, eyes which are narrow shaped ovals, are the shade of the richest green. They are mesmerizing, yet tell of danger and blood lust.
Personality Traits:
Snake is one of those cat's that can hit a nerve. And not a good one either. His main focuses are fighting and killing. He is ruthless. Yet, very cunning. Once he has his target, he goes into a very serious and very skilled mode. He lures she-cat's in with his dangerously handsome looks and he traps toms by challenging their strengths. He is lethal and not the type to be taken lightly. He is a murderous, lieing, and indescribably smart creature that some say work for the dark side.
Snake is not the type to mate. Oh sure, he has fathered many kit's, but that doesn't mean he stay's around to watch them be born. Hey, it's even a surprise if the she-cat survives the brutal mating methods he uses.
Another thing you should know about Snake is... He doesn't remain in one place longer than necessary. He normally just causes his havoc and carry's on. He's quick to stake claim on land and will fight brutally fought for it, though he never stay's. he just fights for the fun of it. But he mainly does it to prove he is not to be messed with.
History:
Snake has one heck of a history and i will start from the beginning.
Snake was born a rogue but he never really grew up alone. His parents were both rogues and he had a sister named Ice. When Snake and Ice were around 6 moons, his parents left them. To fend on their own. It happened to be during one of the longest and hardest leaf bares ever. Cold, Hungry, and alone, Snake had to learn and learn quick how to hunt and care for his sister. But no matter how hard he tried, ice was just to weak. Ice died when she was only 9 moons old.
Some might think that the reason Snake is the way he is is because his siter died. Well, not exactly. After Ice died, Snake had no choice but to bury her and move on. he was quick to recover because he had a mission. He set off for revenge against his parents, who mostly caused Ice's death. He wanted them to know and pay for what they didn't do. He wanted to kill them.
Moons passed and new leaf brought new opportunity's for Snake. He grew stronger by fighting and observing cat's. He sucked in knowledge from every cat he killed. And every cat he came across before he killed them, he asked them on simple question...
"Do you know where i can find Rahge and Cascade." He had demanded the question more than asked it. And no one knew where to find them. And no one seen the light of another day after that. To this day, he still hasn't found his parent's, but he's killed a lot of other Rouges and loners. He is not about to give up either.
History in Words:
"It's Snake!" an ear splitting screech of terror echoed off of the thick brick walls of an abandoned alley. Snake crouched among darkness, baring his teeth at a small tabby she-cat in front of him. Blood spilled from her right shoulder, making a thick pool of crimson blood at Snakes paws. His mouth twisted up in a vicious snarl and he actually bent his head to lap at the blood. Just as soon as his tongue touched the dark red liquid, his head snapped up and he spat his mouthful on the she-cat. "Foul stuff," he hissed. "Your no use to me. if you don't taste good, you useless." he flicked a paw clean across the she-cat's exposed neck, and she began to choke and gasp. Her body spasmed as she fought against death and Snake just sat back and watched. When the light of life finally left her eyes, Snake left. She hadn't answered his question. She had been useless. Just like the taste of her tainted blood.
Code Words:
8th bio... i think.
Snake
Age:
29 moons
Gender:
Tom
Clan:
Rogue
Clan Position:
Rogue
Physical Description:
Basically, Snake has a very huge and very muscular build to him. His form is erect and very menacing. Long, muscular legs lead down to huge paws with long talon like claws that are always ready to shred his enemy's and prey. Strong shoulders with defined muscles that ripple the length of his long and capable body. His ears normally remain pointed and his face has all the sharp angles his body portrays as well. His mouth, which is normally twisted up in a bone chilling snarl, is filled with the most perfect set's of razor sharp teeth. Over all, Snake is a very big cat.
In General, Snake is a short haired dark ginger tabby. For marking's, he has pure jet black paws and a black tail tip. his, eyes which are narrow shaped ovals, are the shade of the richest green. They are mesmerizing, yet tell of danger and blood lust.
Personality Traits:
Snake is one of those cat's that can hit a nerve. And not a good one either. His main focuses are fighting and killing. He is ruthless. Yet, very cunning. Once he has his target, he goes into a very serious and very skilled mode. He lures she-cat's in with his dangerously handsome looks and he traps toms by challenging their strengths. He is lethal and not the type to be taken lightly. He is a murderous, lieing, and indescribably smart creature that some say work for the dark side.
Snake is not the type to mate. Oh sure, he has fathered many kit's, but that doesn't mean he stay's around to watch them be born. Hey, it's even a surprise if the she-cat survives the brutal mating methods he uses.
Another thing you should know about Snake is... He doesn't remain in one place longer than necessary. He normally just causes his havoc and carry's on. He's quick to stake claim on land and will fight brutally fought for it, though he never stay's. he just fights for the fun of it. But he mainly does it to prove he is not to be messed with.
History:
Snake has one heck of a history and i will start from the beginning.
Snake was born a rogue but he never really grew up alone. His parents were both rogues and he had a sister named Ice. When Snake and Ice were around 6 moons, his parents left them. To fend on their own. It happened to be during one of the longest and hardest leaf bares ever. Cold, Hungry, and alone, Snake had to learn and learn quick how to hunt and care for his sister. But no matter how hard he tried, ice was just to weak. Ice died when she was only 9 moons old.
Some might think that the reason Snake is the way he is is because his siter died. Well, not exactly. After Ice died, Snake had no choice but to bury her and move on. he was quick to recover because he had a mission. He set off for revenge against his parents, who mostly caused Ice's death. He wanted them to know and pay for what they didn't do. He wanted to kill them.
Moons passed and new leaf brought new opportunity's for Snake. He grew stronger by fighting and observing cat's. He sucked in knowledge from every cat he killed. And every cat he came across before he killed them, he asked them on simple question...
"Do you know where i can find Rahge and Cascade." He had demanded the question more than asked it. And no one knew where to find them. And no one seen the light of another day after that. To this day, he still hasn't found his parent's, but he's killed a lot of other Rouges and loners. He is not about to give up either.
History in Words:
"It's Snake!" an ear splitting screech of terror echoed off of the thick brick walls of an abandoned alley. Snake crouched among darkness, baring his teeth at a small tabby she-cat in front of him. Blood spilled from her right shoulder, making a thick pool of crimson blood at Snakes paws. His mouth twisted up in a vicious snarl and he actually bent his head to lap at the blood. Just as soon as his tongue touched the dark red liquid, his head snapped up and he spat his mouthful on the she-cat. "Foul stuff," he hissed. "Your no use to me. if you don't taste good, you useless." he flicked a paw clean across the she-cat's exposed neck, and she began to choke and gasp. Her body spasmed as she fought against death and Snake just sat back and watched. When the light of life finally left her eyes, Snake left. She hadn't answered his question. She had been useless. Just like the taste of her tainted blood.
Code Words:
8th bio... i think.
