Slithering down that isle like a filthy SNAKE~

[[.___Paije] !]

Sit Back Now, Let Me Tell You A Tale
Where Justice Does Not Prevail
About An Ill-Fated Life, So Very Full Of Strife
Where Two Wrongs Do Not Make A Right

So.

Snake

1. any of numerous limbless, scaly, elongate reptiles of the suborder Serpentes, comprising venomous and nonvenomous species inhabiting tropical and temperate areas.
2. a treacherous person; an insidious enemy.

When I Was Born
I Did Surely Scorn
My Proud Parents Name
Then Their Lives Went Down The Drain
Drove Them Insane
My Birth Was A Curse
I Bit The Nurse
Oh, But I Love The Worst

Tom,
Twenty-nine moons old,
Rogue,
Clanless

I. Snake is a sly dark grey buck with green eyes.

When I Was Two
I Poured Super Glue
Into My Fathers Hair
As He Sat Unaware
In His Arm Chair
Much To His Dismay
Had To Cut It All Away
Oh, But It Felt Great

Appearance: Snake's a handsome tomcat, the build of a fighter. With short legs, large paws, and a thin, long tail. His body is thick, being big-boned and having a barrel-chest. When running he's pretty average when it comes to speed. But his lungs are weak. So after short periods of speed he has to come to a stop. His long tail gives him an all right amount of balance. His face is pretty close to being flat. With a small muzzle placed on a wedged-shaped head. His ears are erect and triangular like normal. Along with being rounded off at the edges. But both of his ears have small notches in them.

I Deserve To Be Cut And Filleted
Then Tossed About In Disarray
Until The Pieces Melt Away

Appearance.II: Snake's pelt is simply dark grey. No other shade coming in to disturb the sea of pure grey hairs. Of course, there are a couple of patches missing from his pelt when they were ripped off. Mainly the missing-patches of fur residing on his under-belly and back legs. Along with a few bite-marks to his forelegs. Well, maybe on his back legs too. But more common on his front legs. Also there are also small bite marks on his scruff region. But they aren't much to pay attention to.

I Am Not A Bad Man
Even Though I Do Bad Things
Very Bad Things
Such Horrible Things
But It's Not Quite What It Seems
**Not Quite What He Seems**
Not Quite What I Seem
Ah, Hell
It's Exactly What It Seems

Appearance.III. His eyes are his most distinct feature out of all. Being a lovely green color, with small flecks of a darker shade of green put in there. These orbs are something you'd never forget. When literally looking into them...being nearly hypnotized by them. Along with his words.

When I Was Four
I'd Wait By The Door
With A Knife In My Hand
And A Most Devious Plan
It Would Be Quite Grand
As The Mail Fell Through The Slot
The Sharp Edge He Got
Oh, But I Like The Thought

Personality. This buck is pretty sly. He knows just what to say. but he yet doesn't know how to treat females as equals. Oh hell, he will never learn that. He doesn't care. As long as his bloodline is passed on he doesn't care. He might not even know her name; but is more than willing to pass on his genes to later regretted kittens. Sometimes killing is required in mating. At least he thinks so anyways. If so. Not his problem. He'll just leave them there. Mainly his concern is trying to get out alive with strong sons to keep their bloodline going. His favorite game definitely is the game of love musical chairs. He's low enough to not even care if the pitiful vixen is taken or not. He'll go on with breeding. Willingness doesn't matter. He'll knock them out if needed. Or keep them awake to torment them.

Snake, like said before. He has a way with words. Mainly himself being the big flirt he is. Even if he found himself a proper mate he'd probably still cheat on her continuously. He pretty much has no guilty bone in his body. But probably all of them were replaced with lust. Probably only he would feel the smallest amount of guilt is probably if she leaves him because she found out.

Snake also has a slight cannibalistic nature. Mainly with his mate that sticks with him. If the kit doesn't meet his unspoken of standards he'd probably just kill them off or eat them alive. Punishing the mate for the faults of the litter. Mainly somehow it also pisses him off when there is no son in a litter. It shows him that this litter has no chance either way. With at least one tom-kit in the litter the chances of survival around him goes up drastically.

Around cats of the same gender, Snake isn't...very friendly. To be quite frank he acts like as if they're just in his way. He believes he's the only male really worthy of having the title of "male". He believes all other males are inferior to himself. That they don't have the strongest genes out there to make the strongest Gods of the forest. Since he believes he, and only himself has the "genes of a God". In the forest males see him as a menace. Females on the other hand most of the time see him as a terror. Those Clan cats better watch out for when he comes begging for him to rest in their territory for awhile. Acting like a horrible tick sucking off their blood.

When I Was Twelve
I Used To Delve
Into Evil Schemes
Just To Illicit Screams
Boost My Self Esteem
Pushed My Sister Down A Well
She Just Fell
Oh, But I Love To Dwell

I Deserve To The Roast Deep Down In Hell
When No One Can Hear Me Yell

IV. Motherxx Shadow
Fatherxx Fang
Sisterxx Hyena

When I Was Sixteen
Life Was Frightening
My Brother Was Quiet Dull
So With Laughter In My Skull
Pushed Him In A Hole
Then Buried Him Alive
He Barely Survived
Oh, But I Love The Cries

I Deserve To Be Battered And Fried
In An Electric Chair That's Set On High

History: Snake was bred in a litter of two. With his larger sister, Hyena. They are both natural rogues. Used to be a great duo. Always working together. Their parents stayed together for awhile, until Fang mysteriously disappeared. Shadow knows why. But yet gave the stud no answer to his questions. He would love to know. If it was pathetic enough; he'd probably laugh in her face. Hyena knows. But he doesn't know that she knows. If he did he'd probably weasel it out of her. You see, most of his life he'd live with his sister. Stealing and taking what is other's. Until the day of that one fight...then they split off from each other. Traveling alone almost always. Meaning no sibling to steal food and claim it was their's the whole time anymore. But Snake's managed to get his life on with out anyone but the occasional vixen here and there. Life traveling on his own is fine. But lonely with out his sister to torment and harass on a daily basis.

Now That I'm Eighteen
I Still Hate Things
From This Padded Cell I Call My Home
No Friends, No Phone
No Life To Call My Own

Here I Will Lie
Until The Very Day I Die
Until My Blood Begins To Dry
And I Return To The Darkness From Whence I Came