Wasp /♂ / Rogue

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Name: Wasp
Gender: Male
Age: 4 moons
Rank: Kit
Clan: N/A

Appearance

Wasp is lean and slender the same as his father, serving as to hide his brute strength beneath his pelt of relatively soft fur. His fur is a yellowy red colour, with lighter shades around the base of his tail, paws and face. And as a tabby, his darker stripes decorate his pelt and ears. If he cared more for his own appearance, he could even be deemed to be quite handsome if he hadn’t grown to share in some of his father’s pleasures as enjoying staining his already red fur with blood. His eyes are a pale leafy green colour and his nose pink. He has a small nick on his left ear gained from the vicious cycle of training from his father.

Brief Appearance: A reddish tabby tom with green eyes.

Personality

No kit is born evil, and Wasp certainly wasn’t. But growing up with a father alike Cerberus, he has been terribly misguided, not truly knowing right from wrong to an extent where he doesn’t even care anymore. He is cruel with a sadistic sense of humour, finding enjoyment in inflicting other cats with pain. Whether it be mentally or physically, although to fight is what he has been taught to love more than anything else. To Wasp, fighting is merely a game or a strange dance – beautiful in its own dark ways. He doesn’t understand how killing could be wrong, and believes that it is more of the victims fault for their death rather than that of their killer. And so in a way, he blames Dollie for her own murder, as weak cats deserve whatever suffering they get. Therefore unlike his father, he doesn’t fear death as such, since if he was to be killed he would accept this as being his own fault, for if he couldn’t defend himself then he clearly deserved it. But of course, just like any cat, he would still like to avoid any such fate.

History

Wasp was born to his mother Dollie and his father Cerberus five minutes before his sister, Kestrel. As soon as their mother wasn’t needed anymore, when he and his sister were just one moon old, he watched as his father brutally murdered her by slash her throat out so she would bleed to death, then proceeding to rip out her fangs to add to a strange necklace the two had never seen before. This should have traumatised Wasp, and perhaps it did. But it only left him intrigued, and a part of him was beginning to understand why it happened. Or at least he thought he did, he had loved his mother for the brief time he had known her. But she had been gentle, soft. And being weak got you killed.

After this, the kits were forced to walk for three days to find a new home. And even though the two of them hadn’t been fully weaned yet, Cerberus fed them pre-chewed meat instead of wasting time with their keeping their mother alive. Once two moons old, training began. And Wasp couldn’t wait, he wanted some of the fun his father was having too. The training mainly involved the two of them battling each other, himself often beating his sister as she was the strongest hunter out of the two of them. He loved to fight, to him, it was a dance painted with ribbons of glistening blood and honestly he found it all to be quite beautiful and even dreamt of one day surpassing even Cerberus, and to wear a necklace of teeth around his own neck just alike his.

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