Soul - DeathClan [OLD]

[soul]

Name: Soul
Age: 38 moons
Rank: 'Warrior' (member)
Clan: Loner, going to join DeathClan.

Description:

Soul is a flurry of colors, much like a blending machine. He has splatters of dark and light brown, variations of orange, all shades of black, and small speckles of white. His eyes are a creepy yellow-green that can stop anyone or anything in it's tracks. He wears a red, worn out collar from his past life as a kittypet that is rather tough and will not come off. It was placed there by the Pride Elders as a punishment for speaking of StarClan.

Personality:

Soul is a loud, selfish cat who only wants the best for himself and maybe a few select friends (not that he has any). He enjoys to spend time in the company of others but tends to make rude and sarcastic comments. He likes cats who think they are better then him and who are selfishly aware that they have a lot of power. It reminds him of his home and lets him relate to them.

He can talk to birds, foxes, dogs, and squirrels and has extraordinary fighting techniques and knowledge. He is not good in herbs or dealing with any type of peace negotiations. Overall, he is a rather cold-hearted, cruel, and ambitious cat.

History:

Soul was born as a kittypet but always longed for the life of a free cat. That chance came when two Pure Ones came and asked him and another sibling to join the Pride. Soul, who's name was Speckle, agreed quickly while his sibling, Maya, wasn't sure. They both eventually ended up joining. Speckle excelled in all things killing, murder, fighting, death, and cruelty and the elders took an immediate liking to him. His sister, Maya, had an extraordinary talent for herbs and medicine and just barely passed The Test.

Speckle was renamed Claw and Maya was renamed Leaf and they were welcomed as full members. Right away, Claw tried out for the position of Pure One and together with two other members, Life and Tree, were sent out to kill. Claw took an immediate liking to Life, seeing as he was sort of the spoiled star of the Pride. There was one thing Claw was better at though. Killing. The first cat he came upon happened to be one of his brothers, Rock, and Claw killed without hesitation, taking the time to torture his brother until he died.

He was a well respected Pure One but was very upset when Life had to leave. Life had been, after all, one of his best friends. One night, Claw had a dream telling him to go to the clans, were everyone was created equal and they all lived by a fair 'Warrior Code'. Claw, being very confused, went and told the Elders and was immediately banished. He was forced to wear his old kittypet collar and was renamed Soul. He then set out to find the clans and destroy them as they had destroyed his pride. He still clings on to that goal.

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