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Name: Terrorshriek
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Warrior
Clan: Rogue
Description:
Fur:
Terrorshriek is a dark brown cat. Her coat is ticked which gives it a light brown, dark brown mix. Her dark fur gets lighter as you get closer to her underbelly, but it never gets to real snowy white.
Her face has a splash of an even darker shade of brown that covers her nose, eyes and mouth. Her ears are the same shade of brown, and her tail and paws are the same shade.
Eyes:
Terrorshrieks eyes are a maroon/scarlet red, it terrified her parents at their first glance, but they soon got used to it, so that's why they named her 'Terror'shriek. Her eyes match the color of the blood in her veins.
Picture: www.cfanorthatlantic.org/images/topcats/pr03_9th.jpg
Personality: One word... killer. Terrorshriek is a murderer, she runs a fairly large group of killer she-cats and toms. She leads them with an iron paw, and kills anyone who gets in her way, or doesn't follow her instructions. Most of her Clan is terrified of her.
Though, deep inside Terrorshriek is a serverly mentally injured she-cat. The tom she loved killed her bestfriend, but she still loves him. Her parents were brutely murdered and when they were killed, their carcasses were dumped into a river.
Terrorshriek used to be a very nice she-cat helping anyone she could, but when her parents were murdered and her bestfriend was killed by her love, she killed other cats to get rid of the wracking pain.
She has kits, a tom and a she-cat, but the father didn't care about his kits, and when she was about to have his kits, the tom left her to deal with the pain on her own. When she was done giving birth, she snuck around the forest and saw him watching over another she-cat that was pregnant with his kits.
He broke her heart in two, and later she killed him out of savage hate and revenge.
History: Terrorshriek was the only one to survive her litter, and as you know, her parents were brutely murdered. The place where she was living got distroyed out of her pain, and she killed every cat that did not leave on her command.
She found killer toms and she-cats alike. And made her Clan that was named, DeathClan, because if you messed with these killers, you wouldn't come out alive.
Her kits, Javika [lavender tabby she-cat](JAH-vi-KA), and Takleeri [black smoke tom](TA-klee-RE) are living with her, but they are not murderers, they have never killed anyone in their entire lives, and this does not bother Terrorshriek, she doesn't want her kits to grow up to be vicous killers like their mother.
Terrorshriek misses her love, Reme' (Ree-MAY) that she left back at home. Some day she will go back. And some day, he will love her back.
IC: Terrorshriek let out a wail. "The kits are coming!" She told, Jugo, her mate.
He didn't seem to notice her wails. His ears were pricked, then all of the sudden, as if someone had blowed a whistle, he took off into the forest, leaving his mate behind.
"Where do you think you're going?" Terrorshriek growled, her strength draining, "These are your kits!"
If the tom heard her cries he ignored them, and continued to sprint deeper into the surrounding forest.
"Get back here you lousy piece of foxdung!" Terrorshriek rasped as loud as she could. "Where are you going?"
No reply.
All at once the world started to spin as intense pain shot up and down Terrorshriek's veins.
She whirthed around in uncontrollable spasms, and blood started to flow, soaking her hindpaws.
A shot of pain blasted her nerves, and by a tiny mew, she knew she had given birth. Antoher shot of pain, and another kit was born, a third was born, but it was stillborn.
The pain died away slowly, and Terrorshriek licked her newborn kits, setting them next to her belly. She picked up the lifeless third kit, a dark brown she-cat that looked like her, and burried it by her favorite pine tree.
Tears dropped down from her muzzle, and hit the ground with tiny patters.
She turned away, then picked up her two live kits by the scruff of their necks, and carried them into the forest.
She followed Jugo's scent trail, and peered behind a bush to see... another she-cat!
This one was a dull white cat, and she was giving birth, Jugo sat proudly at her side, licking her ears everytime she let out a scream of pain.
Terrorshriek watched in pain, and snarled deep in her throat that piece of foxdung!
When his other mate was done giving birth to 5 kits, Jugo went to sleep off to the side so he wouldn't distrib his newborn kits.
Terrorshriek set her kits down in a small ditch with warm leaves inside, and ran to Jugo.
She slapped him in the face with her paw, and he jolted awake with a yelp of alarm.
He gasped when he peered into Terrorshriek's blood red eyes.
"You rotten pile of foxdung." She hissed lowly in his ear. "This was a terrible mistake."
She stepped back slowly, and Jugo got up, terror in his eyes.
"Terrorshriek, please." Jugo begged, but Terrorshriek only advanced closer, her claws unseathing and digging into the peaty soil with each approaching step.
"Please." Jugo begged, but Terrorshriek gave a growl, "Shut up! You have no idea how much pain you put me through!" She walked faster, and Jugo backed up faster, his paws clumsy, and shaking in fear.
"Terrors-" Terrorshriek swatted her paws over his mouth, and blood ran down his chin.
He licked his lips, and whispered, "Please...Terrorshriek don't..."
"Tonight, I'll show you the pain you put me through." Terrorshriek's voice dangerouly low, full of hate.
With a movement the speed of an adder, and launched herself at the terrified tom, and pinned him down, claws sinking deep into his flesh.
She lowered her head so her voice was in his ear, "Say goodbye to your mate and kits Jugo..." She whispered, her voice dangerous soft.
Lightning flashed over them.
"Because..."
Jugo gasped, his breath coming quick.
"Tonight.." She raised her paws in her air.
And with a thunderous boom and lightning flash, her voice rang out clearly, "YOU DIE!!!"
She struck down at the poor tom's neck, and tore his throat out of his neck. The last thing Jugo saw, was Terrorshriek's glowing blood red eyes above his.
Jugo let out a gurgling cry, and laid still, the tom was dead.
Terrorshriek grabbed his tail and dragged him to the river, his mate gasped in horror when she saw her mate being dragged away, dead.
She started to stand up.
"Stand up, and you're next." Terrorshriek whispered softly, lightning flashed above, and hit her pelt with a meancing glow, her blood-red eyes glowed in the darkness of the gathering night, and she clutched the body with her pearly white fangs.
Tonight she had become a killer.
Password: Secrets
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Warrior
Clan: Rogue
Description:
Fur:
Terrorshriek is a dark brown cat. Her coat is ticked which gives it a light brown, dark brown mix. Her dark fur gets lighter as you get closer to her underbelly, but it never gets to real snowy white.
Her face has a splash of an even darker shade of brown that covers her nose, eyes and mouth. Her ears are the same shade of brown, and her tail and paws are the same shade.
Eyes:
Terrorshrieks eyes are a maroon/scarlet red, it terrified her parents at their first glance, but they soon got used to it, so that's why they named her 'Terror'shriek. Her eyes match the color of the blood in her veins.
Picture: www.cfanorthatlantic.org/images/topcats/pr03_9th.jpg
Personality: One word... killer. Terrorshriek is a murderer, she runs a fairly large group of killer she-cats and toms. She leads them with an iron paw, and kills anyone who gets in her way, or doesn't follow her instructions. Most of her Clan is terrified of her.
Though, deep inside Terrorshriek is a serverly mentally injured she-cat. The tom she loved killed her bestfriend, but she still loves him. Her parents were brutely murdered and when they were killed, their carcasses were dumped into a river.
Terrorshriek used to be a very nice she-cat helping anyone she could, but when her parents were murdered and her bestfriend was killed by her love, she killed other cats to get rid of the wracking pain.
She has kits, a tom and a she-cat, but the father didn't care about his kits, and when she was about to have his kits, the tom left her to deal with the pain on her own. When she was done giving birth, she snuck around the forest and saw him watching over another she-cat that was pregnant with his kits.
He broke her heart in two, and later she killed him out of savage hate and revenge.
History: Terrorshriek was the only one to survive her litter, and as you know, her parents were brutely murdered. The place where she was living got distroyed out of her pain, and she killed every cat that did not leave on her command.
She found killer toms and she-cats alike. And made her Clan that was named, DeathClan, because if you messed with these killers, you wouldn't come out alive.
Her kits, Javika [lavender tabby she-cat](JAH-vi-KA), and Takleeri [black smoke tom](TA-klee-RE) are living with her, but they are not murderers, they have never killed anyone in their entire lives, and this does not bother Terrorshriek, she doesn't want her kits to grow up to be vicous killers like their mother.
Terrorshriek misses her love, Reme' (Ree-MAY) that she left back at home. Some day she will go back. And some day, he will love her back.
IC: Terrorshriek let out a wail. "The kits are coming!" She told, Jugo, her mate.
He didn't seem to notice her wails. His ears were pricked, then all of the sudden, as if someone had blowed a whistle, he took off into the forest, leaving his mate behind.
"Where do you think you're going?" Terrorshriek growled, her strength draining, "These are your kits!"
If the tom heard her cries he ignored them, and continued to sprint deeper into the surrounding forest.
"Get back here you lousy piece of foxdung!" Terrorshriek rasped as loud as she could. "Where are you going?"
No reply.
All at once the world started to spin as intense pain shot up and down Terrorshriek's veins.
She whirthed around in uncontrollable spasms, and blood started to flow, soaking her hindpaws.
A shot of pain blasted her nerves, and by a tiny mew, she knew she had given birth. Antoher shot of pain, and another kit was born, a third was born, but it was stillborn.
The pain died away slowly, and Terrorshriek licked her newborn kits, setting them next to her belly. She picked up the lifeless third kit, a dark brown she-cat that looked like her, and burried it by her favorite pine tree.
Tears dropped down from her muzzle, and hit the ground with tiny patters.
She turned away, then picked up her two live kits by the scruff of their necks, and carried them into the forest.
She followed Jugo's scent trail, and peered behind a bush to see... another she-cat!
This one was a dull white cat, and she was giving birth, Jugo sat proudly at her side, licking her ears everytime she let out a scream of pain.
Terrorshriek watched in pain, and snarled deep in her throat that piece of foxdung!
When his other mate was done giving birth to 5 kits, Jugo went to sleep off to the side so he wouldn't distrib his newborn kits.
Terrorshriek set her kits down in a small ditch with warm leaves inside, and ran to Jugo.
She slapped him in the face with her paw, and he jolted awake with a yelp of alarm.
He gasped when he peered into Terrorshriek's blood red eyes.
"You rotten pile of foxdung." She hissed lowly in his ear. "This was a terrible mistake."
She stepped back slowly, and Jugo got up, terror in his eyes.
"Terrorshriek, please." Jugo begged, but Terrorshriek only advanced closer, her claws unseathing and digging into the peaty soil with each approaching step.
"Please." Jugo begged, but Terrorshriek gave a growl, "Shut up! You have no idea how much pain you put me through!" She walked faster, and Jugo backed up faster, his paws clumsy, and shaking in fear.
"Terrors-" Terrorshriek swatted her paws over his mouth, and blood ran down his chin.
He licked his lips, and whispered, "Please...Terrorshriek don't..."
"Tonight, I'll show you the pain you put me through." Terrorshriek's voice dangerouly low, full of hate.
With a movement the speed of an adder, and launched herself at the terrified tom, and pinned him down, claws sinking deep into his flesh.
She lowered her head so her voice was in his ear, "Say goodbye to your mate and kits Jugo..." She whispered, her voice dangerous soft.
Lightning flashed over them.
"Because..."
Jugo gasped, his breath coming quick.
"Tonight.." She raised her paws in her air.
And with a thunderous boom and lightning flash, her voice rang out clearly, "YOU DIE!!!"
She struck down at the poor tom's neck, and tore his throat out of his neck. The last thing Jugo saw, was Terrorshriek's glowing blood red eyes above his.
Jugo let out a gurgling cry, and laid still, the tom was dead.
Terrorshriek grabbed his tail and dragged him to the river, his mate gasped in horror when she saw her mate being dragged away, dead.
She started to stand up.
"Stand up, and you're next." Terrorshriek whispered softly, lightning flashed above, and hit her pelt with a meancing glow, her blood-red eyes glowed in the darkness of the gathering night, and she clutched the body with her pearly white fangs.
Tonight she had become a killer.
Password: Secrets
