Sablesoul//

[caustic]

Name: Sablesoul
Age: Thirty moons.
Gender: Tom.
Rank: Warrior.
Clan: WishingClan

Eyes:

Sablesoul's eyes are the unnatural color of pure ice. His white irises emits a sickly hue that causes his eyes to look almost translucent. They have always been his most ghastly characteristic, excluding his soul. In shadows, his wide unblinking eyes are the only visible subject creating an eerie atmosphere.

Pelt:

His pelt it midnight black and seems to destroy all light in it's way creating a path of shadows. Surprisingly, his pelt is extremely soft, not that any cat will ever get the advantage of feeling it. It is short cut and is almost always clung tightly to his body showing off the rippling muscles under his flank. As Sablesoul moves his pelt seems to flow like liquid around him, rippling and shifting in fluid-like motions.

Body:

Sablesoul's body is nothing but pure sinew and muscle. With each movement any cat is able to see the appearance of thick limbs. However, despite such a large presence of muscle his body is not a very stocky form. Instead his body is lean with rather long legs. With such a fortunate build he possess both strength and speed as advantages.

Personality:

As his name implies, Sablesoul is not the nicest cat in the forest. Even his company is enough to make one feel sickly and frightened. His clanmates have always feared what he what out to be even as a kit. His inconsiderate and malevolent ways create a sense of wariness in Wishingclan. However his eagerness to fight for his clan was never unrecognized. He has always worked hard for his clan without the need of proding. Cats would have congratulated him had it not been for his unsocial barbaric lifestyle.

If one has a conversation with Sablesoul one should expect angry retorts or snide remarks. No matter who the cat is the reaction is always the same. Sabesoul prefers to be left alone and brood in his loneliness. And unlike many unsocial being he does not wish to communicate with cats and just does not have the skills to. He truly just wants no social ties...with anyone. Life is so much easier that way.

History:

Sablesoul has no known kin in WishingClan. Even the elders are not sure how he came to be. Most say he just simply appeared one day and despite his shady personality he was accepted. He flew threw apprentice training shockingly quick and easily by-passed all of his denmates. His leader had been the one to gift him with the name "Sablesoul" for obvious reasons. At first many clan members were fearful for cruel responses due to the dark name. However as always Sablesoul continued to ignore all presences of life.

However, Sablesoul did have one friend, one of his denmates in the nursery. Together they trained in silence, the cat, Opalpaw, obviously acuirring Sablepaw's ways. She was the only cat he ever spoke to without the tang og annoyance in his voice. However, when one night they snuck out of camp and into the dark forest, something tragic happened. Sablesoul spoke of a cynical dream he has had. He desribed the bloody fantasy: that he was to kill all clans and start a new superior clan with her. By killing everyone there would be no room for weakness, for the only ones left would be them who clearly dominated all of the apprentices. The glow in sablepaw's eyes was enough to warn Opalpaw that Sablepaw was absolutely serious about this plan and conspired to go through with it as soon as possible. Which she knew would be when he achieved his warrior name. Sablepaw was planned to end his apprenticeship the next day and become a Warrior. Out of shear fear Opalpaw screamed that she would not let him do such a thing. Sablpaw's emotions quickly flickered into anger, "I knew I shouldn't have told you. You cats are all the same. Disgusting dispicable beings!" With that last shriek he snapped his only friend's neck and placed her limp body by the roots of a tall tree. The next day, the day of his Warrior ceremony, the tragic story of Opalpaw's fall circulated throughout the camp. That day his leader, already suspicious of Opalpaw's death, beared him with the sinister name of Sablesoul. Since that day, Sabelsoul has been working on his ultimate plan: to kill every cat in this forest.

Kin:none.
Mate:none.
Offspring:none.
Mentor/Apprentice:none.

Roleplayer:caustic.
Roleplay Sample:(Refer to Dovewing'sBio. )

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[eclipsestar]

Accepted!

This is an outstanding bio. Very very well done. I welcome you to my clan. I hope you enjoy your roleplaying in Wishingclan.

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