Dark Forest Creation

[『 ᴋʀɪꜱ ☕︎ 』, Yowling at the Moon]

[-Isabella-, Scowling at the Galaxies]

Name: Hollowpaw
Gender:male
Age: 20 moons old
Old Clan: ThunderClan
Old rank: apprentice
Reason in DF: pushed deputy into lake on purpose then deputy drowned
Appearance: dark brown fur and amber eyes. Sharp teeth and claws. Black splotch on right eye. Looks evil
Personality: loves to kill. Misbehaves a lot. Hates everyone
History: was always bad and never looked out for anyone. Almost killed his brother.
Kin:brother: Barkpaw(died 20 moon later)
Crush:none

[Alpha : ♡ Senior Year ♡, Howling at the Stars]

Name: Redeye
Gender: Tom
Age at Death: 34 Moons

StarClan or Dark Forest: Dark Forest
Former Clan: ThunderClan
Former Rank: Medicine Cat

Cause of Death: Was pushed off a cliff by his clanmates after they discovered he was poisoning them instead of healing them.

Personality: Very Smart and Patient, Can care about cats at times

Cats Killed By Redeye: (view spoiler)[
Name ~ Former Clan+Rank ~ StarClan or Dark Forest
- Goldenstar ~ Former ThunderClan Leader ~ StarClan
- Hazelkit ~ Former ThunderClan Kit ~ StarClan
- Grasskit ~ Former ThunderClan Kit ~ StarClan
- Hazelclaw ~ Former ThunderClan Elder ~ StarClan
- Otterbreeze ~ Former RiverClan Deputy ~ StarClan
- Berrybush ~ Former ShadowClan Warrior ~ StarClan
- Breezepaw ~ Former WindClan Apprentice ~ StarClan
- Jake ~ Former Kittypet ~ *unknown*
- Glory ~ Former Loner ~ *unknown*
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Appearance: (view spoiler)[
Pelt Color: Black
Eye Color: Dark Blood Red
Marking Color: Dark Grey
Claw Color: Jet Black
Pad and Nose Color: Raw Dark Tan
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[smile, Growling at the Sun]

(view spoiler)[ character by bella (view spoiler)[

You think you've tasted blood. Yes, you think you've taste the pain and the salt of it. But I've tasted blood. And it is sweet.

Name: Voidkit, Voidpaw, Voidpool
Name Meaning/s: (view spoiler)[ Void - Emptiness, Pool - a reflective surface that can be swimmed in. Together - The dichotomy between the absolute emptiness and that filled area, as well as making, a bit more literally, a pool of void. Void you can swim in, and that reflects you.
That stares back at you. (hide spoiler)]

What do you see when you look into my eyes? Into my soul? Nothing.

Age at death: 14 and a half
Gender: She-Cat (female)

I may not have been given a chance to prove myself in the living, but death gave me an even better legacy.

Clan: The Dark Forest (Ex-ThunderClan, ex-rogue)
Reason of being sent to the Dark Forest: The murder of three Clan cats.

You think I'm a monster ... but I survived. And I thrived. And I made my own path. And you? You've only obeyed people like sheep, your entire life.

Personality: Voidpool can be a bit ... worrying. She prefers to keep to herself if she isn't around someone she knows well and/or isn't strongly alleiged to her. She prefers solitude than talking to a random cat. She can be quite paranoid and always feels like the cats who she doesn't know really well are probably conspiring against her or talking about her behind her back. She is very precocious about her image, knowing that to uphold a dictatorship, one most also relay heavily one their image. Without constant fear, warning, or dark atmosphere, people will think that they can overthrow the evil leader. Especially since she is leading a forest filled with bloodthirsty and more-often-than-not-mentally-deranged cats. Because of this, she acts much darker and intimidating than she truly is, even when she is minding her own business, she tries to cast a powerful, dark aura around herself. Of course, there are a few cats she does rely on, but those are only the other leadership figures of the Dark Forest. But with those cats, she is openly herself. Though of course, when she is herself, there is still a dark spark in her eyes, something that warns you to stay away if you are angry at her. She has the keen mind of a strategist, and though she has a pretty high level of bloodthirst, she tries to calculate her fights and kills as much as possible, and spends a lot of time practicing and perfecting her fighting skills. She likes to act more of a sociopath around other people though, more bloodthirsty and isolated from society than she truly is. She likes to let people underestimate her, but still keep them at bay by acting scary. But again, with the other leader figures of the Dark Forest, she lets her true self shine through. She lets her inner strategist shine through, and has a great joy for making plans that usually end with blood. Because, you see, even if she wears these masks, she does have a passion for blood. And fighting. And killing. There is a reason she is in such a dark place, after all. She hates the Clan cats and how they follow so obediently their leaders and their -according to her- stupid laws. And quite truthfully, strategising a next kill, and slowly killing some random cat helps all her thoughts keep at bay.
If she were to let them out, no one's quite sure what would happen to the people around her.
And herself.

There's something in my mind that ... well, hmm ... I can't quite put my paw on it, but I think I want to murder you. Slowly.

Likes: Being alone, the sweet taste of blood, being dead, freedom.
Strengths: Strategy, lying, deceiving, intimidation, sneak attacks.
Quirks: Doesn't have any, really, though she has occasional nightmares sometimes. When she wakes up from those, she'll be thirsting for a fight.

You want me to be honest? Fine. Fine, I wish there was a time where everything could've worked, and we could've hidden from the world forever.

Dislikes: Existing, being talked about, being lied to, being manipulated, losing.
Weaknesses: Brute strength, speed and agility.
Fears: Dying a second time, not getting her revenge, dying alone.

I have nothing to lose. You should've known that before you tried to fight me.

Appearance: https://th.bing.com/th/id/R43b447e47f...

You call us cursed, but this forest is the best home I've ever known.

Fighting Style/s: Mostly centered around sneak attacks, dodges, and sneaky blows to the stomach.
Position: One of the leader figures of the Dark Forest
Cause of Death: Burnt to death in a forest fire.

You tell me life isn’t that hard? Oh please.

History: (view spoiler)[ Voidkit was born to two, normal, successful warriors. Her mother had been close to becoming a deputy but favoritism from the leader caused her to lose her spot to someone less deserving. Because of this, the family never really liked that leader and deputy (who also became a leader afterwards) and thus started Voidkit's anger towards the Clan.
-As an apprentice, Voidpaw was always a bit of a bitter cat, never truly wanting to work and often talking back, to her parents' shame. The only thing that she really enjoyed was the fighting, and even then, during training she wasn't allowed to feel the true adrenaline rush of a battle. Her sister, Petalpaw, was just as talented as her, but was a much more disciplined apprentice. Petalpaw was clearly the 'favorite' sister. But Voidpaw didn't hold much resentment towards Petalpaw for that. She was just confused at why one would be so obedient. Obeying unquestioningly makes her uneasy, so why not Petalpaw? But they were still very close friends during their apprenticeships. Petalpaw became Petalglow quite quickly, while Voidpaw had to wait for 13 moons like most cats to be given (and in her case, begrudgingly) a warrior's name.
-But meanwhile, Voidpool had been falling in love with the newest (and quite young) deputy of the clan, Thornrose (not the one who had stolen her mother's place). Thornrose was a friendly, charismatic cat, and she had been quick to fall in love with a cat that finally found charm to her quick wit and ability to question orders. She also appreciated the fact that he was a wonderful opponent in battles of wits. When Voidpool became a warrior, they could officially announce that they were mating. The Clan celebrated and was happy for them, but soon enough, there was a battle with ShadowClan, and their leader (who was the deputy who had stolen Voidpool's mother's spot) died their last life. Thornrose was the made Thornstar. But Voidpool was still just as in love with him and they were in a bliss honeymoon phase. But maybe Voidpool had given too much trust to Thornstar, because she soon discovered that he as cheating on her with her. This caused a giant fight where Voidpool attacked Thornstar and scarred his face. They weren't sure whether to banish Voidpool or not but she made the decision herself. She left in the middle of the night and officially became a rogue.
-She came back a night later, and as silent as the death she delivers, slit both Thornstar's neck and the other she-cat he was with. And then she disappeared into the night once again, officially a murderer. Of course, Thornstar only lost one life but the other she-cat had been sent to StarClan. And at first Voidpool didn't care. She didn't feel anything, no guilt at all. And she desperately wished she could feel something, to be at least somewhat normal. But then one day, the feelings all hit her like a thunderpath monster. She shoved them all away, realizing that maybe it was best to not feel anything at all, but they were still there, lurking, taunting her as she tried to survive on her own. ThunderClan was out for revenge for their leader's first life, and so they occasionally sent out hunting patrols to try to hunt her down. Sometimes they came close to finding her, and in those cases, she would hide as best as possible. Bu one day, she just ... snapped. She wasn't sure whether she wanted to come out of it alive or not, but she leapt on one of the patrols and pinned one of the cats to the ground. She managed to kill one of them but barely escaped with her life. After that, she knew they would try to come find her here. But she didn't care. She didn't run away. She didn't care about death, about anything. So she waited for the Clan to come to her. And when they did, well, it seemed as if StarClan wanted to make this as dramatic as possible. A thunderstorm struck and the forest was set ablaze. When a new, larger patrol arrived, Voidpool had given up on living and just wanted to go out with a bang, here, in the middle of a firestorm. She fought well, and killed a cat. But of course, she was up against so many cats she had to retreat. Once she retreated to a hiding spot to try to catch her breath, she realized who she had killed in the heat of the battle. Petalglow. Her sister. The only one who remotely cared about her (well, other than her parents who died a while ago). Swallowed by guilt and unable to fathom being killed by her Clan, she instead lept into the flames.
-When she woke up, she was dead and in the Dark Forest. There, she built a reputation for herself, swallowed herself in darkness and bloodlust, and climbed the ranks. She befriended the leadership figure of the Dark Forest and soon became one herself.
And now ... she's out for revenge. But not against the Clans, no, against StarClan.
Oh yes, she's out for revenger.




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It’s just another death.

Family: (view spoiler)[ Echonight - Mother - Deceased (in StarClan)
Softstorm - Father - Deceased (in StarClan)
Petalglow - Sister - Deceased (in StarClan)
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Friends: (view spoiler)[ A few cats in the Dark Forest that a really loyal to her, the other leaders of the Dark Forest.
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Enemies: (view spoiler)[ The entire Clans, especially the Leaders and Deputies.

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I'll exist for eternity. But don't worry, it's only forever.

Playlist: The entire (G)I-DLE discography
-LION - (G)-IDLE
-HWAA - (G)-IDLE
-HANN - (G)-IDLE
-Sweet Dreams - Besomorph
-sad faces & dark places - Babel
-a little messed up - june
I Did Something Bad - Taylor Swift
Aesthetic Board: https://images.gr-assets.com/photos/1...
Author's Note: I love her so much, but I'll admit it was very freaking hard to not make her too long. I told myself I'd take a break and make smoller characters, and it definitely helped, but it was still hard. Additionally, I wouldn't make such a basic character but she's an old OC of mine, so hey, nostalgic value. And as I said, I'm taking a break from thinking too hard, and I think a villain like her without having too much thought put into her will make me chill even more.

Of course you don't understand me. Of course you condemn me. That's all you know how to do. (hide spoiler)] (hide spoiler)]

[-Isabella-, Scowling at the Galaxies]

Name: Ashpelt
Age: 30
Gender: male
Former clan: SC
Former rank: warrior
Reason at DF: tried to murder deputy
Mate: wanted it to be Mothripple
Appearance: sleek gray tabby with green eyes and a black tail tip. Has dark gray splotches on his back legs and dark gray muzzle. Muscular and big.
Personality: only wants power and Mothripple to be his mate. Loves to fight and see others dying. Was trained in the dark forest and is only loyal to them. Saw his clan as weak and is strong and always furious.
Backstory: always bragged about being the best and was very angry when he wasn’t chosen as deputy. Decided to murder the deputy to gain power and them take out the leader and become Mothripple’s mate by impressing her with power but she gave him away but he still loves her. Died a very mad death from the deputy.
How he died: his deputy

[miya 🕯️]

“Die, peasant!”

{Name related}
First name: Etherclaw
Last name: N/A
Full name: Etherclaw
Name meaning: Highly flammable claw
Informal name: N/A
Formal Name: N/A
Nicknames: N/A

“No! I haven’t finished with my r-revenge…”

{Birth related}
Age: 40 moons
Old Clan: Skyclan
Birthday: 16 March
Rank: Medicine Cat
Gender: She-cat
Sexuality: Bisexual
Birth marks: N/A
Birth stone: Aquamarine
Birth flower: Daffodil
Zodiac Sign: Aries
Chinese zodiac sign: Snake

“I will avenge myself!”

{Relationships related}
Crush: N/A
Best friend: N/A
Shipped with: N/A
Bf/Gf: N/A

“Want help? Too bad! It’s your clanmate’s fault for abusing me!”

{Appearance related}
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>—Fur—<
Fur main colour palette: Dark brown
Pelt colour: Dark brown
Pelt type (Fluffy, flat, etc;): Ragged
Pelt stripes?(Y/N): Y
Pelt colour (If have): Very dark brown
Spots?: N
Spot colour (If have): N/A
Freckles?: Y
Freckle colour (If have): Very dark brown
Skin colour: Baige
Claw colour: Light gray
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>—Legs—<
Front left foot colour: Brown
Front left elbow colour: Brown
Front left wrist colour: Brown
Front left paw colour: Brown
Front right foot colour: Brown
Front right elbow colour: Brown
Front right wrist colour: Brown
Front right paw colour: Brown
Hind left foot colour: Dark brown
Hind left knee colour: Brown
Hind left ankle colour: Dark brown
Hind left paw colour: Dark brown
Hind right foot colour: Brown
Hind right knee colour: Brown
Hind right ankle colour: Brown
Hind right paw colour: Brown
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>—Eye—<
Left eye main colour palette: Brown
Left eye iris colour: Brown
Right eye main colour palette: Amber
Right eye iris colour: Amber
Left eye iris shape: Broken heart
Right eye iris shape: Toxic symbol
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>—Ear—<
Ear type (Small, flattened, tall, etc;): Flattened
Ear tufts? (Y/N): Y
Left ear colour: Brown
Right ear colour: Dark Brown
Ear tuft colour (If have): Café brown
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>—Tail—<
Main tail colour palette: Brown
Tail tip colour: Light brown
Entire tail colour: Brown

“If you don’t shut up, I will kill you immediately. Either way, you would still die.”

{About this character}
Traits: Fast, strong in poisons
What are they like: Evil, likes to poison
Favourite animal: Rabbits
Favourite song: Ghost Rule by DECO*27
Favourite colour: Blood red
Favourite food: Rabbits
Favourite book: Demon Slayer
Favourite drink: Sweet and fresh blood, especially cat blood
Dislikes: Starclan, every cat
History: Etherclaw was born as a rogue. When she was young, her mother abandoned her. A Skyclan patrol found her and abused her before bringing her back to camp because of ‘safety precautions’. Etherclaw always wanted to get her revenge. She decided that becoming a medicine cat and poisoning them was the best option. After becoming a full medicine cat, she poisoned her mentor at night after returning from the moonpool. She ‘shrieked’ when her mentor died. She faked her grief and told the clan that she heard noises and before she knew it, her mentor was dead. She always used lethal poisons infused with herbs to poison cats while ‘healing’ them. However, she was never caught as the poisons had to take a long time before killing the cat. Once, the Skyclan deputy caught her and tried to kill her. He slit her throat and killed her. When she went to the Dark Forest, she planned a dark revenge and awaited for the perfect day to strike.

“I will have my revenge.”

{Family related}
Mother/s: Blood [Missing]
Sister/s: Toxic [Missing]
Brother/s: Poison [Missing]
Father/s: Rui [Dead]

“She’s dead!”

[smile, Growling at the Sun]

Never hope. Never trust. Never break.

Name: Wild

In defying me, you’ve only condemned yourself to join me. Congratulations.

Gender: Tom
Age at Death: 17 moons
Cause of Death: betrayed by his brother

Leave me alone. I like being alone. I want to be alone. What part of “leave me alone” can’t your small mind comprehend?

Clan: Dark Forest — [Ex-Rogue]
Position: just a cat residing in the Dark Forest — nothing more
Reason: crazed assassin on a killing spree

Why’re you here? Killing a cat? Oh, what a shame. Too bad I can relate.

Personality: Wild is… well, wild. He is untamable, even by those of the Dark Forest. (His name fits so perfectly, at times I have to wonder if his parents caught a glimpse of his future…) Cold, closed, and consigned, no-cat really knows what goes on in his mind most of the time. Wild doesn’t speak often, but when he does, it’s in short remarks that gets the point across with minimal words. But for the most part, he just avoids socializing altogether. Wild has a low tolerance for other cats, she-cats especially. In the world he knows, they’re only liabilities — an annoying waste of space that does nothing but nag. Of course, this isn’t completely true, but Wild is unconvinced. They’re useless to him, and even the tom cats aren’t much better.
Back in his youth, Wild was a playful little guy — always rough-housing with his sisters (and very often winning). He was no stranger to the endless games kits will play, and was an adventurous spirit; a daredevil. He was funny and outgoing, always trying to make his family laugh at his clownish antics. (And he may’ve even been the favorite kit — his charming disposition would’ve been hard to ignore.) Sadly, not much of that kit can be found in present-day Wild. He is not playful and only partly adventurous. He is not funny anymore, and hates to laugh. And charming? Well, you’ll have to decide that for yourself.
Despite where he is, Wild is no loyal servant to the Dark Forest. In fact, he detests them, along with every other cat. Occasionally he will do their bidding, but only when it serves his intentions to do so, and only then on his circumstances. But once he sets his mind to a job, nothing can stop him.
Hidden beneath the hardened mask he’s built for himself, Wild is a broken soul. The other cats would do best to avoid him. They know nothing of the emotions buried deep within. But Wild prefers to keep it that way. He cannot trust. That may be Wild’s greatest weakness. Ever since his death, the tom has found that he can’t let go of the dis- to his -trust. It doesn’t matter, anyway. If he never hopes and never trusts, he will never be broken.
But for a soul already in pieces, is that really the best path?
Rules do not bind him, and commands will not stop him. Wild is untamed; uncontrolled; uncontained. Do not oppose the wild.

My death wasn’t the end, rather a beginning to an end. And now it ends with you.

Likes: being/working alone, silence, adventuring/exploring, kits (surprisingly)
Strengths: stealth, agility, speed, sarcasm, wit
Quirks: nobody knows, but Wild is obsessed with one particular little flower… kinda embarrassing, honestly

Stay outta my way, she-cat. Leave the fighting to those who can actually fight.

Dislikes: cats, being near cats, talking to cats, taking orders, laughter
Weaknesses: freezes any time he sees death, cannot kill, not the strongest cat alive
Fears: trusting anyone

You say I’m the problem. You say I’m the criminal. You say I’m the killer. But who are you?

Appearance:


And we have a winner! You’ve just earned yourself a one-way ticket out of this world, which I’d like to personally deliver.

Mark/s: no visible marks, but Wild’s rear left leg is slightly lame — it never healed right from the fight…
Fighting Style: don’t plan, don’t think, just go for it
Type: closed

Go ahead, do your worst. I’m already dead, aren’t I?

History: Wild was never part of an official clan — he’s been a loner all his life.
Born in a litter of three to an ex-warrior and a kittypet, their life has never really been normal for obvious reasons. But, at least it started somewhat normal. Sort of. Not really. Four moons after Wild and his littermates were born, a great battle between two clans erupted. Erupted near a a forested meadow where a young family of cats was traveling. It seemed like all hell broke out to the little kits, with warriors bearing down on either side of them. Ash and Echo panicked, fearing the worst for their kits. Desperately they fought to protect them, but the clans took them as enemies, so fighting back. Crazed like the terrified parents they were, each felled many cats on either side, but it wasn’t enough. So, seeing an opening, they each picked up a kit and ran for it. Two parents, two mouths, two kits. Can you guess who was left behind? (view spoiler)[ Though the little kit never knew, his father had passed both his sisters to Echo and raced back to get Wild. Unfortunately, he never made it… (hide spoiler)] Little Wild tried to run after them, but he tripped on a root and fell, rolling into a shallow ditch. He raised his head to look for his parents and yowl for rescue, but they were gone. Terrified, the kit crouched down, burying himself in the dead leaves, trembling with fear. Only after the chaos died down and the forest was shrouded in silence, did Wild move, breaking his perfect camouflage. So many times an enemy had drawn near, one almost even stepping on him, but something in Wild told him to hold still. Not to move or else. He didn’t have to guess to know. Climbing out of his ditch, Wild mewled for his family to come back and get him. But that wasn’t exactly possible. That night, Wild learned that his family had never made it to safety. Understandably, something broke in him then and there. He was so young, and yet was well acquainted with this thing called “death.”
Wild forever stayed a rogue, hating the clans for that they had done. When he was about nine moons old, Wild found an ally, not a friend, just a comrade. Felix was a wiry gray tom, about Wild’s age, from the city. Not a kittypet, rather a rogue in his own way — on the streets. Tired of city life, he had set out into the wilds for an adventure. He soon got one. Felix and Wild were closer than brothers — united by the common difference. They avoided the clans at all costs: Felix because of the stories he’d heard and Wild for the stories he’d seen. The two toms traded pasts, sharing the highs, lows, and adventures of their history. Felix learned of Wild’s past and reason for resentment for the clans, but it didn’t worry him. He thought it was nothing more than a grievance that would dissolve in time. Felix was sadly mistaken. Wild’s fury ran much deeper than the surface of what his city friend saw. As the days passed, so did his fury. Cats hunting, kits playing, clans meeting — everything was a cruel reminder of what he’d lost. Of what had been taken from him. His heart grew black, unbeknownst by his friend.
It was another battle between clans that finally broke him. At the sight of cats fighting once again, Wild lost his mind. He leapt away from a bewildered Felix and into the fray. Wild fought like a tiger, and many from both sides fell by him. So quickly, the skirmish was over. The clans’ numbers had been reduced significantly, and there stood Wild — surrounded by still cats and soaked with blood. But in an instant, he was gone, disappeared. That was when the clans reported mysterious deaths: a med with a slit throat; a warrior who never returned; an apprentice with his back broken. No one ever saw the culprit, but they had a suspect. Felix tried to track down his lost brother-in-claws, but never could pin him down. No one could ever find him — not until the gathering. With cats from every clan congregated in a single spot, it was an opportunity the crazed-Wild couldn’t pass up. Despite the impossible odds, he sprang into the meeting, taking down a deputy. At once, all the cats were on him, having prepared for this. He only managed to take down two more and wound three, before leaping onto a high rock out of the range of their claws. But at that moment, somecat sprang on him with the force of a lion. They tumbled together off the rock to the ground far below, the attacker on top. Wild had been bent at odd angles, back obviously broken, and with a cat pinning him down, claws unsheathed and biting into his neck. It was a tom. It was Felix. Fire flashed in the city tom’s eyes as he snarled at his broken friend. “Never again,” he hissed, before Wild’s world went black.
Wild has been in the Dark Forest for a long while now, aimless. He didn’t even wait a moon to exact revenge on the one he once trusted, but now the drive to kill has faded. Wild will fight, but not to the other’s death. He has ended too many lives in his days. No more. Never again.

Trust no one and your trust will never be broken.

Family:
- Ash - father - deceased
- Echo - mother - deceased
- Rain - sister - deceased
- Song - sister - deceased

Friends:
- none

Enemies:
- all

Resisting is futile. Just give it up already.

Other: Oh man, this guy is awesome…

Never again.

[icarus! (abandoned account)]

``For all these things, I am not the least bit sorry.``
- Carl Panzram

Name [ Flintkit > Flintpaw > Flintthorn ]
Prefix Meaning [ He was a very calm and collected kit, while also being fairly intelligent and standoffish, gaining an aggressive tone as he grew. ]
Suffix Meaning [ Much like when he was a kit, Flintthorn was very aggressive as an apprentice. He became more hostile towards anyone and became quiet and reserved. ]

``That is my ambition, to have killed more people -- more helpless people -- than any man or woman who has ever lived.``
- Jane Toppan

Age [ 27 moons ]
Gender [ Transmasc ]

``I always had the desire to inflict pain on others and to have others inflict pain on me. I always seemed to enjoy everything that I hurt. The desire to inflict pain, that is all that is upmost.``
- Albert Fish

Past Clan [ RiverClan ]
Past Rank [ Warrior ]
Reason for Being in Dark Forest [ Flintthorn was a very aggressive tom, so it was no surprise when they found out about his many murders. (50+ murders from 7-27 moons) ]

``To me, this world is nothing but evil, and my own evil just happened to come out 'cause of the circumstances of what I was doing.``
- Aileen Wuornos

Personality [ As a kit, Flintthorn had been charming and a bit crazy, often playing with his siblings dutifully. Damaged as he may have already been, he never wanted his kin to think he didn't care for them
But, sadly, as he grew older he began to become more aggressive and argumentative, his pessimistic and poisonous personality shining through the earlier facade he held.
He became pushy and preserved, pushing others away as he became more closed off and prone to explosive episodes.
He kept up his charming act, hiding the craziness that buried itself inside of him.
He never once thought the poison polluting his sanity would taint the rest of his being, but as soon as it did, he began his killing spree. The way he would explain how it spread, was from his brain, to his heart, then to his claws, and it just was to far gone by then.
Flintthorn knew what he was doing, he hated himself for it, the self-loathing and self-doubt growing the more he killed, but he couldn't stop.
The rush he felt as he dug his claws into his prey... except it was a Clanmate, or even a warrior of a different Clan.
He knew what would happen when he died, and he never feared it. ]

``When this monster entered my brain, I will never know, but it is here to stay. How does one cure himself? I can't stop it, the monster goes on, and hurts me as well as society. Maybe you can stop him. I can't.``
- Dennis Rader

Likes [ Thrill, thrush, thorns ]
Strengths [ Ripping, running, raking ]
Quirks [ Insane, dull claws, curled ears ]

``All of a sudden I realized I had done something that separated me from the human race and it was something that could not be undone. I realized that from that point on I could never be like normal people. I must have stood there in that state for 20 minutes. I have never felt an emptiness of self like I did right then and I will never forget that feeling. It was like I crossed over into another realm I could not come back from.``
- David Alan Gore

Dislikes [ Love, lore, lycan ]
Weaknesses [ Kin, killing, Kalegaze ]
Fears [ N/A ]

``I don't believe in man, God nor Devil. I hate the whole damned human race including myself... I preyed upon the weak, the harmless, and the unsuspecting. This lesson I was taught by others: Might makes right.``
- Carl Panzram

Appearance [ Flintthorn is a silver-brown furred tom with a small but muscular build. He is quite short with a slightly long body and a tail that ends just above the ground. His chest and underbelly are white, as well as his muzzle, back legs (minus his thighs), front paws, and front soles. He has adorabley curled ears and gray-green eyes. ]
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TW: Dismembered - Appearance to living cats (just with his appearence and more realistic)
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``A clown can get away with murder.``
- John Wayne Gacy

Mark/s [ Flintthorn has a deep cut on his throat that leaks a black goop-like substance. ]
Fighting Style [ Because of his smaller size, Flintthorn frequently would tire his enemy out and while they're attempting to rest he would leap onto them and use his strong jaw to break their neck. ]
Cause of Death [ Executed by his clan, followed through by his brother, Kalegaze (who became Sorrowclaws afterward). ]

``We do whatever we enjoy doing. Whether it be judged good or evil is a matter for others to decide.``
- Ian Brady

History
Kithood
[ Flintkit was like any kit for the first couple of weeks, growing, squirming, feeding. It wasn't until he and his siblings began growing personalities that anyone noticed the tell-tale signs of psychopathia. He regularly talked about killing, or well, hunting, and it was all he thought about. The fact that killing things was what he frequently talked about was concerning to his parents, however they let it slide thinking it was just because he was excited to be an apprentice.
When he was three moons, his siblings began growing afraid of him, and the activities he suggested they do. Flintkit began resenting his siblings, though still loving them, resenting them for their neglect.
As he grew older, he grew an unhealthy and odd obsession for Kalekit, which weirded his parents and siblings out to the point they separated the two, sending Flintkit to sleep with a queen who had not yet given birth. When she did give birth, Flintkit watched intently, never gagging at the blood or anything, he in fact seemed in awe by the sight. ]

Apprenticeship
[ Flintpaw became an apprentice at six moons like any kit did, he was allowed near Kalepaw and Gingerpaw again, and the two never expressed discomfort with him. Flintpaw's mentor, Tigerthorn, trained the tom in a very aggressive mannor, using unsheathed claws and teaching him more damaging battle techniques. Flintpaw never liked him, and by the time he was seven moons he had had enough, murdering Tigerthorn by using his own battle techniques. After Tigerthorn's disappearance (they never found his body) they assigned Dunerunner as his mentor, hoping that his father would be able to teach him. Flintpaw never grew tired of his father, in complete awe in the way he moved, the way his claws slashed the tree they'd use, the way his curled ears flicked. This was his second obsession. He grew disgusted with his mother anytime she'd show affection towards Dunerunner, glaring at her as they'd share tongues. He was furious when he found out they'd had another litter, but he loved Harekit too much to kill Silvershine before he was old enough to survive without her milk. He continued to train with Dunerunner and kill on his own time, taking his anger out on innocent cats. When he was 13 moons Harekit had finally reached his apprentice age and Flintpaw was not afraid to kill Silvershine and Dunerunner as a sign of jealousy. Harepaw grieved for a while, taking comfort in Flintpaw as he seemed to be the only one that wasn't also breaking down. His third obsession. ]

Warriorhood
[ He became a warrior after Dunerunner's death, they named him after his first mentor, Tigerthorn. Flintthorn didn't mind it, he knew Tigerthorn had been a swell warrior, bold and courageous, just weak, and an easy first kill. Flintthorn grew out of his obsession with Harepaw easily, his focus being torn from him and pinned onto Kalegaze, the tom showed him way too much affection for his liking, or, for the Clan's liking. Kalegaze didn't mean it in that way, but the Clan remembering Flintthorn's old obsession with Kalegaze, and warned him several times. Flintthorn however was unphased, as he'd been murdering more and more, and had met Tickle. He was originally going to kill Tickle, but the tom was too sweet, too caring to kill. Tickle was who helped Flintthorn realize he was trans, the two grew very close, Tickle didn't mind Flintthorn's "hobby", in fact he helped at times, pointing him to other loners or rogues that'd done him wrong. It all went down-hill when Flintthorn got pregnant with Tickle's kit, the Clan didn't assume it was a loner's, but Kalegaze's. Flintthorn did love his brother, but not like that, and he revealed Tickle as his mate. Flintthorn was going to be punished, exiled for mating with a loner, but Tickle offered to join the Clan. He did, becoming Frondbreeze during his time in the Clan. When Flintthorn gave birth to his kit at 27 moons the Clan knew it was Frondbreeze's and accepted the kit into the Clan, but someone found Tigerthorn's mostly decayed body. Then the others. They told the leader, who ordered Flintthorn's execution, the leader ordered Kalegaze to kill the tom, but he hesitated, only killing him when they threatened Graykit's life and he begged him to kill him. ]

``You learn what you need to kill and take care of the details. Its like changing a tire -- the first time you're careful, by the 30th time, you can't remember where you left the lug wrench.``
- Ted Bundy

Relations
Kin
[ Dunerunner
Father : Deceased : StarClan
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[ Silvershine
Mother : Deceased : StarClan
(view spoiler)[ (hide spoiler)] ]

[ Sorrowclaws (Kalegaze before executing Flintthorn)
Brother : Same Litter : Alive : RiverClan
(view spoiler)[ (hide spoiler)] ]

[ Gingerflame
Sister : Same Litter : Alive : RiverClan
(view spoiler)[ (hide spoiler)] ]

[ Harestrike
Brother : Alive : RiverClan
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Mate
[ Tickle (Frondbreeze in Clan)
Alive : Loner : Mate
(view spoiler)[ (hide spoiler)] ]

Enemy
[ Sorrowclaws (Kalegaze before executing Flintthorn)
Alive : RiverClan : Executor : Brother
(view spoiler)[ (hide spoiler)] ]

Kit
[ Flint (Graykit in Clan)
Alive : Kit : Loner
(view spoiler)[ (hide spoiler)] ]

``I've killed 20 people, man. I love all that blood.``
- Richard Ramirez

Theme Song [ Machine Gun (F**k the NRA) - YUNGBLUD ]
Other [ I never thought I'd make anything like you o-o ]

``I believe the only way to reform people is to kill them.``
- Carl Panzram

[PoeTheWriter]

Name: DarkDrop
Age at death: 20 moons
Gender: tom
Past clan: Thunderclan
Reason of death: He weas run over by a monster
Reason in the dark forest: He poisoned his clan leader, killed his mother and father.
Past rank: Warrior
Appearance:
Kin:
-Mother: Raindrop (Deceased) {Thunderclan}
-Father: Darkfoot (Deceased) {Shadowclan}
-Brother: Earthstep (Alive) {Shadowclan}
-Sister: Bramblestripe (Alive) {Thunderclan}
Mate before death: ???
Kits:
-Shadowpaw (Adopted) {Alive}
-Leap (Adopted) {Alive} [Loner]
Personality: Darkdrop was a mischevious cat who was always daring, he was almost always angry.
History: At the young age of 4 moons, Darkdrop snuck out of thunderclan camp and went to the riverclan border, there he met his best friend, Frostpelt, They met every moon, then soon they became apprentices and met twice a moon, once at the end, once at the gathering, at the age of 14 moons, Frostpelt fell off a cliff and died, this caused Darkdrop to go on a murderering spree, at the age of 20 moons, he died from a monster.

Other: (view spoiler)[Frostpelt's death:
Darkstep's death / murder: (hide spoiler)]

[Kori]

Name: SparrowStalker
Gender: Male
Age: 78 moons (death at 23)
Old Clan: ThunderClan
Old rank: Warrior
Reason in DF: Killed leader, killed deputy, and killed medicine cat
Appearance: a tortoise shell calico with white spots here and there. he is a maine coon, so he B I G.

IMAGE:

Personality: he's an insane cat. hes not nice and hes very treacherous.
History: He was an outcast in his clan, though, he was still a clan member. when he was strong enough, He decided to kill all the most respected cats in his clan, killing them in their sleep. But after he killed the Leader, His brother, ReedEye had killed him. Though before he ever killed these cats, His father, SpingStep killed the leader before SparrowStalker killed the one he killed.
Kin:
ReedEye.. brother..alive
sparrowsong..mother..dead
SpringStep.. Father... dead
Crush/ mate: BrambleStripe

[Alpha : ♡ Senior Year ♡, Howling at the Stars]

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Profile Credits
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--|| Template Credits: Alpha
--|| Information Credits: Alpha
--|| Art Credits: None

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GENERAL
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--|| Former Names: Darkkit, Darkpaw, Darkclaw, Darktiger
--|| Current Name: Tiger
--|| Future Name: None

--|| Age at Death: 24 moons
--|| Birthdate: September 13th
--|| Season of Birth: Summer
--|| Place of Birth: ThunderClan Camp
--|| Deathdate: July 4th
--|| Season of Death: Summer
--|| Place of Death: Gathering Island

--|| Gender at Birth: Male
--|| Current Gender: Male
--|| Sexuality: Straight
--|| LGBTQ+ Status: Entirely Not Accepting

--|| Former Warrior Clan: ThunderClan
--|| Rank in Clan: Kit, Apprentice, Warrior, Rouge
--|| StarClan or Dark Forest: Dark Forest

--|| Overall Personality:
Tiger is a power-hungry tom. And a rude one. He will do whatever it takes to get what he wants. And that can make him a deadly cat.
Tiger loves to kill. And not only prey, but cats. He is the best cat when in battle to be with but... He will murder cats if he wants to.
Tiger mainly wanted to kill cats who he hated. So, he did that by poisoning them or killing them himself. He also killed just to make the clans feel pain after he was kicked out of ThunderClan.
Tiger also once had a strong sense of love towards a she-cat in his clan. She she gave birth to another tom's kits he made his first kills. Which he was glad about. And ever since, he has loved to kill.

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FAMILY/RELATIONSHIPS
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--|| Mother: Snowpelt [ Deceased ]
--|| Father: Tigerfur [ Deceased ]
--|| Brother[s]: Whiteclaw [ Deceased ]
--|| Sister[s]: None

--|| Relationship Status: Single
--|| Crush: Formerly Jadeheart, None
--|| Mate: None
--|| Kits: None

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THE VICTIMS
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--|| ThunderClan Victims:
Jadepaw [ Warrior Apprentice, Died of Poison ]
Brownpaw [ Warrior Apprentice, Died of Blood Loss ]
Greyspot [ Warrior, Died of Blood Loss ]
Poppyheart [ Deputy, Died of Blood Loss ]
Jadeheart [ Queen, Died of Blood Loss ]
Treeleaf [ Warrior, Died of Broken Skull + Snapped Neck ]
Hardkit [ Kit, Died of Blood Loss ]
Lonekit [ Kit, Died of Blood Loss ]
Snowkit [ Kit, Died of Blood Loss ]
Goldclaw [ Deputy, Died of Poison ]
Leaftooth [ Deputy, Died of Blood Loss ]
Sandfur [ Deputy, Died of Choking ]
Iceeyes [ Deputy, Died of Poison ]
--|| WindClan Victims:
Hazelpaw [ Warrior Apprentice, Died to Hawks + Blood Loss ]
Fluffpaw [ Warrior Apprentice, Died to Broken Skull ]
Hawkpaw [ Warrior Apprentice, Died to Broken Back ]
Eaglepaw [ Warrior Apprentice, Died to Broken Neck ]
Jaypaw [ Warrior Apprentice, Died to Blood Loss ]
--|| ShadowClan Victims:
Olivepaw [ Warrior Apprentice, Died to Poison ]
Pinepaw [ Warrior Apprentice, Died to Poison ]
Nightheart [ Queen, Died to Poison ]
Shineclaw [ Queen, Died to Poison ]
Brokentree [ Elder, Died to Poison ]
--|| RiverClan Victims:
Moonstar [ Leader, Drowned Last Life ]
Fernpaw [ Med-cat Apprentice, Died to Poison ]
Whitetooth [ Deputy, Died of Snapped Neck ]
--|| SkyClan Victims:
Birdfeather [ Warrior, Died of Broken Back ]
Oneeye [ Elder, Died of Blood Loss ]
Leafpaw [ Apprentice, Died of Poison ]
--|| Loner Victims:
Peach [ Died of Blood Loss ]
Hay [ Died of Broken Skull ]
Red [ Died of Broken Neck ]
--|| Rouge Victims: None
--|| Kittypet Victims:
Lucky [ Died of Poison ]
Gregory [ Died of Blood Loss ]

--|| Total ThunderClan: 14 total [ 3 poison, 8 blood loss, 1 broken bone, 1 choking ]
--|| Total WindClan: 5 total [ 2 blood loss, 3 broken bones ]
--|| Total ShadowClan: 5 total [ 5 poison ]
--|| Total RiverClan: 3 total [ 1 drowned, 1 blood loss, 1 poison ]
--|| Total SkyClan: 3 total [ 1 broken bone, 1 blood loss, 1 poison ]
--|| Total Loners: 3 total [ 1 blood loss, 2 broken bones ]
--|| Total Rouges: 0 total
--|| Total Kittypets: 2 total [ 1 poison, 1 blood loss ]

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APPEARANCE
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--|| Appearance: (view spoiler)[
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--|| Main Fur Color: Brown/Grey
--|| Secondary Fur Color: Black
--|| Claw Color: Black
--|| Eye Color: Yellow
--|| Scars: None
--|| Other Symbolic Features: tbd

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STATISTICS
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--|| Strength: ★★★★★
--|| Speed: ★★★★☆
--|| Stamina: ★★★☆☆
--|| Knowledge: ★★★★☆
--|| Anger Management: ★☆☆☆☆
--|| Athleticism: ★★★★☆

--|| Swimming Skill: ★★☆☆☆
--|| Climbing Skill: ★★★★☆
--|| Running Speed: ★★★★☆
--|| Stealth Skill: ★★★★★

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OTHER
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--|| Backstory: (view spoiler)[

Kit+Apprentice Moons
Darkkit grew up having a pretty normal kithood and apprenticeship. He has one sibling, a brother. As a kit he wanted all the attention. Mainly attention from the warriors and the leader. He didn't really like the medicine cats.

When he was given his apprentice name he was proud. He trained hard for a long time. The clan noticed he could fight very well which was surprising and a bit bad since he had some anger problems.

When he was ten moons, there was a fight with WindClan and Darkpaw was one of the cats who fought. He did well on the fight and when they returned, he was given his warrior name.

His brother had been on a hunting patrol during the fight so he was the only apprentice who was given a warrior name after the battle.

Warrior Moons
As a warrior, Darkclaw was happy. He had all the attention and fame he could want. He had almost everything he wanted. Almost. Darkclaw had fallen in love with a she-cat warrior. But, what he didn't know was that she was already taken.

Two moons later, Darkclaw's brother became a warrior. He lost some of his attention but, it didn't bother him yet. Meanwhile, he was trying his best to make Jadeheart, the she-cat he'd fallen for, fall in love with him.

A moon after though, she gave birth to three kits that weren't his. Darkclaw learned that she was mated to Treeleaf, a warrior tom. Darkclaw was upset and he decided he was going to find a way to get revenge on Treeleaf for stealing his love.

A moon later when he was fourteen he'd killed three cats already. Three loners. The first one had been a she-cat named Peach. She had put up a good fight but he ended up hurting her badly with open wounds. She died of blood loss. The second cat was a tom named Hay who got on his nerves while hunting. Darkclaw ended up killing Hay by snapping his skull by getting a rock to drop onto it. The crack brought happiness to his heart. Then, the third was near the end of the moon. He ended up killing Red, a famous tom, by breaking the toms neck in a fight.

So, he was ready to commit his next deed. When the time came, he was able to give Treeleaf the first true death under his paws. He made sure it was painful and once the tom was scarred and bleeding badly he snapped the toms neck then broke his skull.

Afterwards, he was happy and back at cap, the day after they held vigil for him, he met Jadeheart in the nursery. She was the only queen there at the time and he scarred her and all three of her kits badly since they'd hurt his heart. Then, he left.

Jadeheart and the kits died but, he hadn't hidden any evidence so, cats knew he'd been the murderer. So, after the vigil, he was exiled from ThunderClan. And Darkclaw was given the new name of Darktiger.

Rouge Moons
After being exiled he decided to get revenge on the clan. So, for the first five nights after his exile, he killed a new deputy that was appointed. The first was the current deputy, Poppyheart, and he killed her with scarring her and she died from blood loss. The second was Goldclaw which died to poison in his food. The third was Leaftooth. She died to blood loss as well and was found dead by the clan. The fourth was Sandfur, he died choking on a piece of food that ad been poisoned. And finally, the fifth, Iceeyes. The tom died to poison in food like Goldclaw. The clan was in fear so, he decided to kill one more group.

There was a group of one warrior and two warrior apprentices. He killed one of the warriors and one of the apprentices. One of the apprentices escaped and told the clan of the horrors then, he killed that apprentice with poison as well.

After that, his rain of terror over ThunderClan was over and he moved on to WindClan. There, he found five apprentices in the clan and chose all of the as his targets. They were the only apprentices which made him more excited. Over the course of a moon he killed all five scaring WindClan. Then, he was seventeen moons old and h moved on heading to SkyClan next.

For one moon, he killed three cats in SkyClan as well then moved on to ShadowClan.

There in ShadowClan, he gathered poison and found a way to poison the prey pile. The poison killed two of the warrior apprentices in the clan. And it killed two queens, one was nursing three kits the other was carrying. Both queens were the only queens in the clan. The poison also killed the only elder ShadowClan had.

Then, he moved on to take a break in the two-legged place for a while. By the time he was 23 moons old he'd killed two kittypets there and moved on to RiverClan.

There, he killed the med-cat apprentice then snapped the deputies neck in front of the leader. Moonstar, the RiverClan leader attacked him after he killed her deputy and since they were beside a river, he drowned Moonstar and took her last life.

That night was the gathering and RiverClan took him to the gathering with them. Contained though. He ended up being placed on the spot and killed by the Thunderclan leader. At that gathering.

After Death
After he was killed, he went to the dark forest and took the name of Tiger. He is a leader of the dark forest and is one of the few cats there with such a bad background as his.

Daily, Tiger fights and trains and sometimes he tries to reach the clan cats so he can haunt them. Though, he rarely can.

Now, Tiger is strong as ever and wants more revenge on the clans. ThunderClan for killing him. And the others for just sitting back and watching.


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--|| Secrets: tbd

--|| Other:
- profile complete
- last updated : 20 april 2022
- tiger was alive a while ago he just still lives in the dark forest
- clan cats still fear the stories about tiger because of all the death
- self approved

[old acc.]

  
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Please do not take any parts of it. Credits below.

Character Credits: HowlerPlayz
Appearance Credits: HowlerPlayz
Character Inspiration: Ninjago

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[RAVEN’LEAP]
raven’paw
raven’kit

  
“now, i told everyone i was coming back with something big, something wicked, something with some bizzaze. warrior number one, give me some outtakes!”

BIRTH GENDER: male
PREFERRED GENDER: male
he/him

“tell me….how.”

died at: 62 moons
spirit/total: 75 moons
BIRTHDATE: october 31
ZODIAC: scorpio
BIRTHSTONE: pink tourmaline + opal
BIRTH FLOWER: marigold + cosmos

“your potential is great. not your sense of humor.”

heterosexual-ace
mated
MATE: mouse’tooth
KITS:
-golden’cloud
-alder’mask [considered as daughter; not actually related]

“maybe i’m happy.”
“that’s not a happy smile. that’s an evil, ‘i’ve got something up my sleeve’ smile.”
“how about this?”
“that’s exactly the same.”

BREED: breed unidentified
~~~~~~
CLAN: thunderclan, shadowclan dark forest
RANK IN CLAN/TRIBE/ETC: “deputy”

“pupils, i give you the most powerful warrior in all the land, the thunderclan leader. * [-sarcasm-] *”

MENTOR:
-none; trained by his father alongside his brother
APPRENTICE:
-none

“it was adequate!”

FAMILY
mother is unknown + deceased.
meadow’star : father : skyclan, thunderclan starclan : spirit
white’pounce : younger brother : thunderclan : alive
other is unknown.
- —————— -
FRIEND(S)
-none

“hmmm…that tree should be labeled.”

[
]
raven’leap is an enormous, bulky cat with red eyes and yellow/orange pupils. his pelt is pitch black, but he has one white paw and there are white stripes dashed across his spine. raven’leap is one of the biggest cats in all the clans by far, and his claws are well-known for being dug sharply into their victims with no hesitation. raven’leap’s fur is prickly. afar, it seems soft, but when you touch him, it’s actually rough and thick. kind of like a bear coat. you’ll also see his stomach, which is cut open, hence hinting at his death.
ACCESSORIES: none; sometimes wears purple collar with wolf teeth
INJURIES: open ribcage, dual-scar on nose bridge, bruises, etc

“well, well, if it isn’t my own son. what do i owe the honor?”

VOICE CLAIM?: mark oliver
[skip to 0:22: https://youtu.be/dxSn56J38oo]

“oh, yes, i remember now..”

raven’leap is merciless and sinister. some identify him as evil down to the rotten core. and, they’re right. raven’leap is smart and diligent, but he’s also slow-witted and downright persistent. although…..raven’leap wasn’t always like this. something had happened to this cat, but nobody has figured out what exactly made him this way. for now, raven’leap remains as the main antagonist in the story, his evil doings continuing as he plans to make his reign official over the clans.
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Follows the Warrior Code?: no
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raven’leap likes plants, whether dying or not. if he finds a specific one, he’ll take care of it and stick by it all the time. no matter what. you take away the plant, you are an official goner.
he dislikes….okay, a lot of things, how about that.

“you should ask mr. snoopy whiskers that question.”

FAVORITE . . .
Color: purple + black
Prey: sparrow
Constellation: draco
Season: leaf-bare [winter]
Flower: black ebb tide rose
Hobby: fighting
Landscape: dark regions
- - - -—————- - - -
TS ARTIST:
Alan Walker
THEME SONGS:
-bloody valentine by machine gun kelly
-darkside by alan walker
-enemy by imagine dragons
-rise by skillet
-afraid of the dark by the megas
-7 years by lukas graham
etc..

“usually, no. but…well….today…..yes.”

STRENGTHS:
-powered by the fight
-high-strung intelligence
-n/a
WEAKNESSES:
-having the attacker dodge all the time
-weak against snakes
-n/a

“if anyone’s going to take over the clans, it’s going to be me. not some outsider usurper with a walking stick.”

PHOBIA LIST:
-phobias are unlisted. to be roleplayed.

“oh, look at me, i’m white’pounce and today’s lesson isn’t and won’t ever be important!”

SUFFERS FROM: schizotypal personality disorder + psychosis
mental stability: 8/10; mental control: 5.7/10; strength: 10/10; speed: 9/10; stamina: 4/10; dodge: 10/10; quick-thinking: 9.6/10; etc..

“who are you talking to? where are you going?”

raven’leap was normal when he was a kit. everything turned when he became an apprentice, though. his father began to pay more attention to his younger brother instead of him, and raven’leap got jealous. he threatened his brother, and when the process continued and only worsened, something took over raven’leap. it was though something inside of him had clicked one day, and there onward he had gone mad. raven’leap killed the old deputy of thunderclan. he was then exiled. so, raven’leap went off and killed more cats. one day, he had met a gorgeous she-cat in his travels….yet she was also from thunderclan. she had been irresistible, so raven’leap eloped with her, though it was then forbidden, and continued his journey when mouse’tooth forced to return to thunderclan. when he had gone towards the two-leg place, he smelt fire. rushing there to investigate, raven’leap found a small kit and took her out of reach of the flames. you know what happens after that. raven’leap joined shadowclan, went to fight thunderclan, and was killed in the process by his own son he didn’t know about up until it was too late. now he strives in the dark forest, awaiting for alder’mask to resurrect him and the other cats of the dark forest so they are spirits no longer.

“i’m raven’leap, baby! i’m the greatest dark forest cat of all time!- * [-gets tackled-] * aH”



scooby dooby doo where are you

[Alpha : ♡ Senior Year ♡, Howling at the Stars]

    
All cats above this point have been approved unless mentioned below. All comments but profiles have been removed. 
    

    
Both Allegiances Have Been Updated: 26 October 2022 - 11:44 am EST
  

[⋆⭒˚.⋆ 007n7⋆⭒˚.⋆]

Former Name(s): Redkit, Redpaw
Current Name: Redeye
Future Name(s): None

"I'll try and find a dreaming cat tonight..."

Age at Death: 34 moons
Cause of Death: Pushed off a cliff by clanmates after they realized he was poisoning instead of healing

"Can we become ghosts in the real world?"

Former Clan: ThunderClan
Former Rank: Medicine Cat
Current Clan: Dark Forest
Reason in Dark Forest:
Cat's Killed by Redeye:
Name ~ Former Clan+Rank ~ StarClan or Dark Forest
- Goldenstar ~ Former ThunderClan Leader ~ StarClan
- Hazelkit ~ Former ThunderClan Kit ~ StarClan
- Grasskit ~ Former ThunderClan Kit ~ StarClan
- Hazelclaw ~ Former ThunderClan Elder ~ StarClan
- Otterbreeze ~ Former RiverClan Deputy ~ StarClan
- Berrybush ~ Former ShadowClan Warrior ~ StarClan
- Breezepaw ~ Former WindClan Apprentice ~ StarClan
- Jake ~ Former Kittypet ~ *unknown*
- Glory ~ Former Loner ~ *unknown*

"Scr*w StarClan And ThunderClan while we're at it."

Gender: Tom
Sexuality: Gay
Relationship Status: Single
Crush: None
Mate: None
Kits: None

"Here, this should heal you up Tiger."

Mother: Classified Information
Father: Classified Information
Brother(s): Classified Information
Sister(s): Classified Information

"I promise, this is real herbs. Not poison."

(Former/Current) Mentor: Classified Information
Former Apprentice(s): None
Current Apprentice: None

"jk! It's poison."

Personality: Very Smart and Patient, Can care about cats at times
Likes: Blood, Having Control, Causing Nightmares
Dislikes: ThunderClan

"Alright, come with me and we can learn to fight."

Appearance: (view spoiler)[
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Appearance Description: Redeye is a powerful black cat. He has a surprisingly small body, caused by a lack of growth which made him a medicine cat. He has weaker bones and muscles than many wild forest cats. He's a pretty scrawny cat but, in the dark forest, he's strong a healthy, but still small. He has red eyes and has black whiskers, nose, inside of ears, paw pads, and claws.

"Seriously? SERIOUSLY TIGER? Your supposed to kill the cat!!!"

History: Redeye grew up as the runt of his litter. He always struggled to get food and milk as a kit. When he became an apprentice, this affected him greatly since he was too weak to climb trees, fight, and even kill prey. So, he was forced to become a medicine cat apprentice and learned about herbs and healing cats. As he learned, the poisons interested him more than the herbs, and eventually, he became a medicine cat. He poisoned cats with herbs, usually the elders and some injured cats to kill them. But, to keep him under cover, he did heal some cats and made sure to do some successful healings. His brother became a clan leader and eventually, he ended up dying, by execution, with his blood on his brother's paws.

[-Isabella-, Scowling at the Galaxies]

Did Alpha let you adopt him? Other than that, approved