Post by phobia on Dec 18, 2006 19:46:31 GMT -5
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"My father...he abused me. My mother didn't try to stop him," the small cat replied.
"So kill 'im. Get some revenge," the tom grunted, his voice low with some twisted sort of happiness.
...</flashback>
And he did. Phobia went back and killed his father in his sleep. But he also murdered Whiteface. Why? She hadn't been a good mother at all. In fact, she completely sucked at mothering. So Phobia killed his parents, and now, he is much happier, and much stronger.[/blockquote][/i][/colour][/size]
Phobia
Gender
Male
Breed of Cat
Just your average cat.
Age
Unknown - he's probably around two years old, though.
Character Desctription
Gifted with a muscular body and brute strength, Phobia is pretty big - bigger than your average cat, but not as big as MistClan's Battledream. He has many scars, but the biggest and most noticable is one on his left shoulder. It stretches from the base of his spine down to the bottom of his shoulder, but he won't tell a single soul - not even the mighty StarClan in prayers - who gave it to him. Short, fine black fur covers his body, and only his tailtip has white. His rough paw pads and nose leather are each black, and his eyes are the most hypnotizing yellow you'll ever see.
Character Personality
MEAN. x3 Um...I'll add more to this when I'm actually inspired to write more words to describe his meanish-ness. He's also kinda gotheesh.
Character History
His mother - nervous and suffered from anxiety."Where'd you grow up, kit?" one of the larger toms asked Phobia lazily. "Tell us your story."
Her name - Whiteface.
His father - abusive.
His name - Blood.
A wonderful combination, making their tiny, almost dead son depressed. Whiteface was a small, insignificant fraction of DuskClan, but she wasn't a great warrior. At all. She felt her life had no purpose, as she was never given apprentices. She found what seemed to be a wonderful tom to be with, and so they mated. After a harsh, long pregnancy, she gave birth to one, tiny kit, whom Blood insisted on naming 'Phobia'. Blood pushed his mate into calling their son such a name because the small tom seemed to be afraid of everything - even his own mother. Blood was not impressed by the sickly scrap of fur, and he used every chance he got to beat on the kit. He, of course, was not a Clan member - Whiteface had indeed gotten banished for mating with him instead of one of her Clanmates.
So Blood beat on his son at least twice a day, and Whiteface didn't try to stop him out of fear. She would just watch in horror as her mate almost killed Phobia. But Phobia wasn't happy, and at seven moons, he ran away, never looking back. He met a rogue band, one that wouldn't be a good influence on him.
"My father...he abused me. My mother didn't try to stop him," the small cat replied.
"So kill 'im. Get some revenge," the tom grunted, his voice low with some twisted sort of happiness.
...</flashback>
And he did. Phobia went back and killed his father in his sleep. But he also murdered Whiteface. Why? She hadn't been a good mother at all. In fact, she completely sucked at mothering. So Phobia killed his parents, and now, he is much happier, and much stronger.[/blockquote][/i][/colour][/size]
