Nightstar||Ashclan

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I look inside of myself
And try to find someone else
Someone who's willing to die
Instead of watching you cry for help.

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Nightkit Nightpaw Nightsky
Nightstar




Gender: Tom.

Age: 38 moons

Clan: Ashclan

Rank:If not accepted for Leader will accept Warrior

Belief: Place of No Stars (Wants to believe in Starclan but doesn't believe he would be accepted there)

I know that blood will be spilled
And if you wont - then I will
My grave will never be filled
It's either kill or be killed.

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Appearance:
Nightstar is a very tall, very lean cat. With long slender legs and a thin swaying back he towers over most of his clanmates, but not in a broad or brawny sort of way. With large ears and large eyes nearly compensating for a large nose he could be considered fatally handsome to some she-cats. His enchanting deep blue right eye contrasts sharply with his toxic yellow green eye on the left making his stare very powerful. A long scar arches over his right eye near his ear a testament of past glory. Three scars break up the fluid blending of his pelt on the back of his neck. Standing out starkly against his darkest of coat colors. With lean powerful muscles contained by a short , scar riddled, ebony pelt he strikes a menacing figure.

In darkness Nightstar seems to melt away, his eerie mismatched eyes glow from the darkness as you meet your end. . or at least that's that his prey have told me. Equipped with very long yet surprisingly thick claws and slim, almost vampire like, fangs he doesn't look like a warrior to mess with. Even if he looks frailly thin in body structure. Carrying himself like a creature born from shadow Nightstar slinks about making barely a whisper of sound. He specializes in stalking, ambushing and murdering the helpless cats prey that make the fatal mistake of running into him on a bad day. The dark aura that shrouds him only deepens the effect of his strange, nearly sinister, appearance causing him to be outwardly very mysterious.

With a pelt of black and eyes that glitter cruelly Nightsky is very much a Ashclan leader.

So let heaven be told
That some may come some may go
Where I'll end up, I don't know
But I ain't dying alone

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Personality:
Positive
Extremely loyal to things he thinks are worthy of loyalty
Fleet of foot
Excellent eyesight
Very stealthy
Good at obtaining followers
Strong willed
Not afraid to take a life
Dark hearted
Pack leader
Ruthless
Excellent at stealthy ambushes
Devilishly handsome
Loves his sister
Great hunter
Very long claws and fangs

Negative
Loyal to the dark forest
Very stubborn
Easily angered
Vengeful
Hatred for his brother
Hatred for other clans
Not afraid to take a life
Is easily scorned
Light weight body makes open conflict difficult
Gets cold easily
Afraid of dying
Vain
Very uncompassionate
Self centered, thinks of himself first
Blood thirsty
Has to be leader of his group
Arrogance
Misunderstood

Full description
Nightstar is a complicated tom. On the outside he is cold and indifferent often ignoring those who are not close to him completely. He has a strong hatred burning deep within him for other clan cats and any cat who dares speak up against him. With a dark heart and strong fear of death he can be very dangerous when threatened. He enjoys targeting cats whom he has decided not to like and stalk them with cruel intent. Usually it comes to nothing as he will turn away without causing any harm but if said victim is not of Ashclan decent then blood tends to be shed. A master of stalking the shadows Nightstar is an excellent ambush predator. He is very strong but having a fragile body makes fighting all out risky so he avoids it. He likes to surprise his victims and shred them mercilessly. Aiming to maim and or kill them he has no compassion for another cats life.

Being a leader is something that Nightstar secretly holds in high esteem. He longs for the glory of being in charge to the point of secret obsession. Not being in a position to take the leadership of his clan for himself Nightstar set out from a young age to gather his own group of followers. Picking out a select crew of misfits he led his merry band with tail held high. When it came time to choose a new deputy his gangs support then swayed the leader in his favor. Having no qualms ordering someone about he could be considered arrogant or rude but he doesn't truly mean to be. It's just how he comes off most of the time. Very strong willed if Nightstar gets into his mind that something is wrong or right he sticks to it without question. He is quick to judge other cats and can be very hostile towards those he believes are weak, well at least those who are weak who don't want his protection. If asked for his guidance or protection Nightstar cannot refuse. He is too prideful and will take them on without another thought. Not saying that he won't be suspicious of them for a while until he figures out what their true intentions are but he will give them benefit of the doubt at first.

Very upfront Nightstar doesn't beat around the bush when speaking. He says what's on his mind no matter how brutal and hurtful it is. He likes to be leader of the group and gets nasty when his followers step out of line. Working like a unit he leads his band of misfits well. They all know their places and they can cause great amounts of damage if fighting together on the battlefield. Priding himself on having loyal subjects Nightstar has one hell of an ego. He is haughty and acts like royalty even when separated from his clan. He thinks doing apprentice chores are beneath him and flatly refuses to do them. Being of dark spirit he is always looking for ways to cause mischief. Either it be the painful kind or just rude taunting he isn't all that popular among the other clans.

At the sight of blood Nightstar goes wild. He wants to do nothing more then tear the bleeding thing apart till he can bathe in the glorious crimson tide. He loves to massacre prey and in a fight holds nothing back. He wants to rend skin asunder, tear flesh, shred pelts and in general cause damage to all those he dislikes. He often fantasizes about a hostile take over of the other clans but he is much to smart to actually try it. Overall Nightstar is a wicked cold tom that makes a perfect match for the darker aura of Ashclan.

I keep on asking the question
"Can I be saved by confession?''
You see this blood on my hands?
At least they're still reaching to heaven

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Kin
Quietstream-Mother-Deceased
Bramblefang-Father-Deceased
Palefire-Sister-Alive-Adoptable
Ghostheart-Brother-Alive-Adoptable

History:

I got to pick up the pieces
I got to bury them deep...
And when you look in my eyes
I'll be the last thing you see

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Born eldest of three to two warriors of reputation Nightkit was assumed to be a genius out of the womb. He was raised with special care and lots of attention. His mother loved him with all of her heart but she had a secret. She was not the sweet, gentle, caring she-cat that everyone assumed. She was as blood-thirsty as the infamous Scourge himself. Deeply seated beneath her innocent exterior Quietstream's evil roiled. She saw the same blackness of heart that she bore in her eldest son Nightkit. She spent every moment she could spare whispering into her sons ear. Telling him of glorious leaders past that had been misunderstood and believed evil. She taught him how to be silent and how he should always seek power. She taught him to be cruel. Often sending him to attack his youngest brother with the intent of harming him. To Quietstream Ghostkit was unnecessary. She already had a protege son to follow in her dark pawprints so her youngest was very neglected and often abused by his older brother. Cast to the side and forgotten Ghostkit was on his own much of the time. Palekit attempted to make peace between her brothers but to no avail. They didn't hate each other but there was no love between the brothers in any way either. Torn between the already warring toms Palekit refused to take a side, preferring to try and love both of her siblings equally.

As Nightkit grew Quietstream's whispered instruction took hold of him. He began to seek out his fellow denmates. Adopting a newborn Spiderkit nearly out of his mothers womb. As Spiderkit began to grow Nightkit began to dote on him. To play with him and teach him things. The two were soon inseparable. They ate together played together and caused mayhem wherever they went. Like two peas in a pod the two kits were never very far apart. When it was time for Nightkit to become Nightpaw he was actually sad to have to leave Spiderkit behind.
I don't wanna die
I don't wanna die
I don't wanna die
So you're gonna have to.

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As an apprentice Quietstream's subtle hints at the dark forest became more clear. She began to wake Nightpaw in the middle of the night as quietly as a spirit and whisk him away into the depths of Ashclan territory. She trained him like a Dark forest warrior would train his apprentice. Brutal and bloody their fighting sessions very brief but terrible. Nightpaw developed a extreme love of blood shed. He was often not allowed to participate in regular fighting sessions with the other apprentices after he sliced his brother's ear badly in a supposedly mock fight. Nightpaw became angrier the older he grew. His posse also grew but the newly appointed Spiderpaw was still his right paw cat. The gang caused trouble as apprentices. Picking fights at the borders and even at one point causing a fight at a gathering. They were often broke up to do their daily tasks so they would be calmer but they found each other as soon as possible to resume their chaotic behavior.

As Nightpaw's mother ran out of things to teach him in their nightly rendezvous Nightpaw began to improvise. He taught himself to climb trees and slink silently through the territory. Ambushing his, more then willing, mother over and over he soon mastered the shadows. Secretly Nightpaw developed a want for power. He began to study his leader and deputy, even going so far as to speak to the medicine cat about how a leader's lives were given. The Starclan worship made him sick though and after the first time he never went back to the medicine cat. Only Spiderpaw ever knew about Nightpaw
s lust for power. Vowing the younger tom to secrecy Nightpaw was assured his dark secret was safe. With his favored friend close on his heels Nightpaw became Nightsky at 13 moons.
Blood is getter hotter
Body's getting colder...
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During his training Nightsky was less mean towards his younger brother then when they were kits but as warriors Nightsky and Ghostheart clashed once more. They had both secretly been seeing a she-cat from Iceclan. Neither brother knew that the other was seeing her and things were peaceful for a time. Then Ghostheart was told that she was bearing his kits. Nightsky overheard this conversation and confronted his brother. As Palefire watched in horror as the two got in a bloody fight. Nightsky tore his brother's ear again, Ghostheart scared Nightsky's head. It was a terrible event but it happened so far from camp no one but Palefire knew about it. Ghostheart told no one of the ordeal but Nightsky of course told Spiderpaw. Things only got worse from there. Ghostheart kept seeing the Iceclan she-cat and when his brother disappeared loathing for Ghostheart turned to vengeance. With his gang and several other cats in tow Nightsky led an attack against Iceclan, He first met Ghostheart in battle. His brother told him that he left voluntarily and that Berrybranch never wanted to be with Nightsky. He went mad with hatred. His own brother had betrayed him and his clan. He wouldn't stand for it. With Spiderbite at his flank Nightsky threw his brother to the ground and sought out Berrybranch who was cowering in the nursery and in cold blood he slew her.

No one but Spiderbite saw the killing blow and no one knew if was Nightsky that tore her throat out. So wrapped up in his anger Nightsky had to idea his aging mother had fallen in battle. He raced to her side in time to hear her say that she was proud of him. She died before he could carry her back to camp. It was at this point Nightsky lost all the remaining pity, empathy and compassion left in his heart. He became as cold and sharp as a shard of ice. His gang were the only ones spared from his wrath. His father cornered him in a swampy area and accused him of killing his mother. His father slapped him across the face with claws sheathed. Nightsky flew upon him and severed his spine. Then he sank his father in the swamp. No one knew where Bramblefang had gone but most had chalked it up to him leaving out of grief at Quietstream's death. Nightsky has lived a hate filled life to this day. Surrounding himself with loyal followers and keeping Spiderbite close to his side he still dreams of the power he will someday wrest from his leader. It is his right after all. If Tigerstar could do it then why shouldn't he?[/color]
I don't wanna die
I don't wanna die
No I don't wanna die
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It was moons after his treacherous act that Nightsky finally got his chance at glory. The old deputy had died, leaving Nightsky as the most experienced of his clan. His leadership and the darkness of his heart made him stand out. Even though his sudden ambition frightened his leader he saw potential in the tom. He was promoted. Not long after that the leader met a grisly end. Many of his clan suspected the ruthless deputy but nothing could be done about it. He received his nine lives from Starclan and proved it in a battle with Iceclan. Loosing one of his lives and returning to life before his clanmates eyes he was then totally accepted. He has led for several moons now in bloody glory. He still keeps his old gang close and never will make decisions affecting his clan without counselling them first.
Role play example:
N/A
Other: Theme songs are
I Don't Wanna Die by Hollywood Undead
&
Setting Yourself Up For Sarcasm by Escape the Fate/Get Scared
Vids are below(Beware slightly vulgar)
I Don't Wanna Die
Setting yourself up for sarcasm
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[|*|~Shadester~|*|]

Accepted. wait on Russ' answer.

[Sunfur]

Accepted and going to lock right now