Post by Ferry on Feb 9, 2013 19:14:41 GMT
✣ ϻalicefathom
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✣ Seventeen moons
✣ Apprentice - none
✣ Mate - none
✣ WhisperClan
✣ Male
✣ Anablephobia
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Malicefathom is a dark gray tom with heterochromia, a pecious eye and a salmon colored one.
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Malicefathom has always been a very hateful tom, he has never showed a lick of kindness towards anyone, and never plans to. He's hateful, cruel, misanthropic, and easily annoyed by any cats.
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This tom is a hateful creature indeed, he's harsh and cold, possibly too harsh for anybody's own good. He'll use someone and get rid of them like a rag, he's not a killer if that's your intentional thinking, he's just extremely unkind, and has been a hateful bundle of fur since he was able to squeal out words. Malicefathom has always used others for his own benefit, whether it be catching prey, or just to make himself look good. Although this may bring thoughts of shame for others, he shows nothing like this.
Malicefathom has made himself into the mold of the 'brains' behind most situations. Making himself smarter with each given step, even if his ideas aren't particularly the best, he will think they are. He does not expect perfection out of anything, he knows that cats are foolish and stupid creatures, so they are not idealy perfection in their own way, so he does not look at them that way, nor does he look at himself with a picture of perfection.
Malicefathom shows no fear towards anything, except... Well, looking up. It's unknown where he developed this horrible fear of looking up, whether it be at the clouds, a bird, the trees, the roof of the den he is sleeping in, he has a fear of it, and refuses to look up, even if it is a requirement. He was able to weasel his way out of these sorts of situations by using his Mentor, just as he would use anyone else.
The tom is very harsh, towards everybody and everything, he has never been kind in his entire life as it has stated. He's bitter, and easily annoyed by cats, if they even come near him he will get angered and disgusted. His misanthropic styles come into play in these situations, as he never enjoys traveling too Gathering's; he knows there's other cats there, much more, and so many in such a small place, he'd rather not go. Ever.
Sometimes his reactions to things will be considerably hilarious, the way he rejects cats so easily, and has such a hateful position towards everything. His misanthropic styles become a bit of a comical relief at times, that is, if, you were able to get close enough to him, in which case if you had and Malicefathom hasn't noticed you sitting next to him you might as well consider yourself lucky.
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Malicefathom is a purely dark gray tom, no lighter gray variations shift through his coat, which he will deem to be better than your ugly pelt. Malicefathom has miscolored eyes, that have been the same way since they had begun to turn colors, his left eye is a salmon color, while the right one is a darker color, his right eye is black in appearance. He is often deemed as a pretty muscular tom, with a nice build, he has a medium-lengthed dark gray body, which follows up with his medium lengthed appendages.
Malicefathom has dark gray inner ears, which are like his pelt, a pure black nose, and his paw pads are the same. Malicefathom is often said that his coat turns a slightly lighter gray color under the white moonlight at Gatherings. The tom has long thin whiskers, and a thick-set of black claws, none have been ripped from his paws and he has yet to get any scars along his coat as he has never fought in a war, despite this definitely changing in the future due to his personality it is likely he'd take up the opportunity to ruin his coat.
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Malicefathom was born to also, like him, two hateful parents, they were harsh and cold like he would turn out to be later in life, the tom had four other siblings, which he found weak and useless. His parents were loners, as was he when he was born, they all looked out for one another the best they could, and his father left when the kits were a moon old, finally getting away from the stupid broad he called a mother. What a lucky fellow.
Malicefathom deemed his father lucky to escape from the horrible family that he was forced to live with, his two brothers and two sisters were horribly annoying, he believed them to be stupid. Well, one of them seemed almost enough intelligent, but these cats took things to lightly and were much to playful, it was bothersome and his mother would often snap at the kits, this didn't mean Malicefathom was excluded, he was often yelled at or snapped at by his mother for being extremely rough with his less intelligible siblings.
Once he was about seven moons old he heard some cats speaking within the wooded area he lived at, abandoning the brush that concealed him he crept along the forest floor towards these cats that he would recognize them as. He was startled by this, as there was many of them, and they were much older than him; he could tell. The cats would find Malicefathom hiding in the brush and demand to know his name, in which he would respond with 'I don't have a name you wretched creatures! Now let go of me!'
Taken a prisoner within this clan, he would begin to suck up to the leader, which, in turn, got him into being with the clan, the tom remained nameless until he was accepted, at which he was called 'Malicepaw' for being so harsh and cold hearted. He never saw his family again after he had been taken, and he hopes he never will, he hated them just like he hates everything else.
Malicepaw used his mentor to his own satisfaction and after awhile, after many hard moons of training he became a full-fledged warrior under the name of 'Malicefathom' for all the cats understanding that he was cold and mean, the leader had wanted to give him a softer name, although he had requested something like this so it would teach the stupid cats that he was not one to be messed with.
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