Post by ☾ϟnightϟ☽ on Aug 12, 2011 2:09:53 GMT -5
Pic:
Body Image:
Eyes:
Name:
Sebastian (Seb for short)
Age:
37 moons
Gender:
Male
Clan:
Rogue
Position:
N/A (Warrior, if going by age)
Description:
Sebastian is a divine tomcat with a raven colored pelt. His frame slender and his fur sleek. During the nighttime hours, his coat gleams in the moonlight, however, he tends to lurk within the shadows. This allows only his crimson eyes available to be seen. Eyes the color of blood, devoid of any kindness, any emotion of love. Sebastian's long legs bear medium sized, toughened paws. He has claws that are hard and as far as he's been alive, have never broken.
His nose matches the fur upon his body, jet black. The tongue that is just below the ebony nose is the color of a piglet. Sebastian has whiskers that are as white as snow. Regardless of this tom's deadly appearance, he is far beyond attractive.
Personality:
Sebastian's eyes match his personality, bloodthirsty, sadistic and destructive. However, he lacks the necessary requirements, or wiring to be able to feel. He only feels when it is severely needed. He does have a temper but enjoys the anger. When aggravated, he laughs. Not because it doesn't bother him, but the simple fact that he wants to fight and cause the assailant pain. He loves the bloodshed.
There is a part of Sebastian that makes him different than every bloodthirsty, possibly demonic feline. He can be an extremely loyal companion. If a cat were to make a deal with him, he would loyally obey them until their treaty was fulfilled. He is a feline made to do business....and destruction.
History:
Starting his life being born in a gutter in the streets of the Twoleg Place, Sebastian has had to be hard from the start. He was born with two other kits who looked up to him as the leader of their "group." The young raven-colored tom didn't really mind being the head of the their pack, and was very loyal to his brother and sister. His sister ran off when he was six moons and got herself killed by a vehicle. Sebastian shook it off and didn't let the death bother him that much. To him, everything dies and there is nothing you can do about it. His brother on the other hand was a wreck at his sister's death. He wouldn't eat, drink, or even move. Sebastian looked upon his brother and wondered how a creature could be that pathetic over a death.
It didn't matter to Sebastian what his brother was going to with his life, if he lived it or not. He had his own life to live and he wasn't going to let anyone or anything get in his way. The tom had heard once about a forest that was just beyond the city and there were far less dangers there than in the Twoleg Place. He thought about the place ever since he was told the tale of the forest cats and their customs. He was also told about the two places for the Afterlife. This StarClan that he was told about made him laugh. A cat heaven was no place for him, and he never wanted to be familiar with it. However, the Dark Forest sounded alluring. He loved the thought of festering darkness, the evil, everything that wasn't holy.
He gave his brother one last glance, pathetically laying there, sobbing over his lost sister. Sebastian made his way to the forest, through rain or shine, night or day. He was determined to get to the place where he could fight, dine, and sleep without his brother clenching onto his hind leg.
Once he got there, his lip curled into a smile and from that day it had been his home. He had taken a liking towards the dead, swampy areas. He quickly adapted to catching his prey, although he loved to play with it, throwing it and fetching it midair.
There was a group of cats who he had run into once, all of which bearing the same scent when he was twenty moons. He just grinned when the group challenged him to a fight. He gladly took them on, targeting the younger, weaker cats first. He ripped them up without a scratch. However, the adults posted as somewhat of a challenge. He was damaged but prevailed. He laughed at thought to himself 'A feline who can't do this much isn't worth his fur.' From that day that has been his motto.
Since then, Sebastian has lived in his deadened area by himself. The solidarity of the area grants Sebastian peace to think and practice his skills, and nothing bothers him when it comes to hunting his prey.
Then came the fiery yet helpless tomcat by the name of Ciel. With this young tom serving as his master, Sebastian is surely to be tested with his skills and strengths. He received the order to help Ciel get revenge on all the cats who participated in the murder of the young tom's parents. Until that mission is completed, he belongs solely to Ciel, and has to protect him with his life. Once their contract is over, and the young cat has had his revenge, Ciel has sworn his soul to Sebastian.
What possibly does fate have in store for these two toms?
Sebastian [Mystic(Vix)]:Body Image:
Eyes:
Name:
Sebastian (Seb for short)
Age:
37 moons
Gender:
Male
Clan:
Rogue
Position:
N/A (Warrior, if going by age)
Description:
Sebastian is a divine tomcat with a raven colored pelt. His frame slender and his fur sleek. During the nighttime hours, his coat gleams in the moonlight, however, he tends to lurk within the shadows. This allows only his crimson eyes available to be seen. Eyes the color of blood, devoid of any kindness, any emotion of love. Sebastian's long legs bear medium sized, toughened paws. He has claws that are hard and as far as he's been alive, have never broken.
His nose matches the fur upon his body, jet black. The tongue that is just below the ebony nose is the color of a piglet. Sebastian has whiskers that are as white as snow. Regardless of this tom's deadly appearance, he is far beyond attractive.
Personality:
Sebastian's eyes match his personality, bloodthirsty, sadistic and destructive. However, he lacks the necessary requirements, or wiring to be able to feel. He only feels when it is severely needed. He does have a temper but enjoys the anger. When aggravated, he laughs. Not because it doesn't bother him, but the simple fact that he wants to fight and cause the assailant pain. He loves the bloodshed.
There is a part of Sebastian that makes him different than every bloodthirsty, possibly demonic feline. He can be an extremely loyal companion. If a cat were to make a deal with him, he would loyally obey them until their treaty was fulfilled. He is a feline made to do business....and destruction.
History:
Starting his life being born in a gutter in the streets of the Twoleg Place, Sebastian has had to be hard from the start. He was born with two other kits who looked up to him as the leader of their "group." The young raven-colored tom didn't really mind being the head of the their pack, and was very loyal to his brother and sister. His sister ran off when he was six moons and got herself killed by a vehicle. Sebastian shook it off and didn't let the death bother him that much. To him, everything dies and there is nothing you can do about it. His brother on the other hand was a wreck at his sister's death. He wouldn't eat, drink, or even move. Sebastian looked upon his brother and wondered how a creature could be that pathetic over a death.
It didn't matter to Sebastian what his brother was going to with his life, if he lived it or not. He had his own life to live and he wasn't going to let anyone or anything get in his way. The tom had heard once about a forest that was just beyond the city and there were far less dangers there than in the Twoleg Place. He thought about the place ever since he was told the tale of the forest cats and their customs. He was also told about the two places for the Afterlife. This StarClan that he was told about made him laugh. A cat heaven was no place for him, and he never wanted to be familiar with it. However, the Dark Forest sounded alluring. He loved the thought of festering darkness, the evil, everything that wasn't holy.
He gave his brother one last glance, pathetically laying there, sobbing over his lost sister. Sebastian made his way to the forest, through rain or shine, night or day. He was determined to get to the place where he could fight, dine, and sleep without his brother clenching onto his hind leg.
Once he got there, his lip curled into a smile and from that day it had been his home. He had taken a liking towards the dead, swampy areas. He quickly adapted to catching his prey, although he loved to play with it, throwing it and fetching it midair.
There was a group of cats who he had run into once, all of which bearing the same scent when he was twenty moons. He just grinned when the group challenged him to a fight. He gladly took them on, targeting the younger, weaker cats first. He ripped them up without a scratch. However, the adults posted as somewhat of a challenge. He was damaged but prevailed. He laughed at thought to himself 'A feline who can't do this much isn't worth his fur.' From that day that has been his motto.
Since then, Sebastian has lived in his deadened area by himself. The solidarity of the area grants Sebastian peace to think and practice his skills, and nothing bothers him when it comes to hunting his prey.
Then came the fiery yet helpless tomcat by the name of Ciel. With this young tom serving as his master, Sebastian is surely to be tested with his skills and strengths. He received the order to help Ciel get revenge on all the cats who participated in the murder of the young tom's parents. Until that mission is completed, he belongs solely to Ciel, and has to protect him with his life. Once their contract is over, and the young cat has had his revenge, Ciel has sworn his soul to Sebastian.
What possibly does fate have in store for these two toms?
Male | 37 moons | Crimson | Jet Black |Intelligent|Heartless|Sadistic[/i]
