{.:Deceived:.} Ghost {.:And Forgotten:.}

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Name: Ghost
Age: 16 moons
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Gender: Tom
Rank: Rouge
Clan: No Clan
Breed: Mixed
Personality:

The tom shows a strong side in mentality as well, able to keep a cool head in the most dire of situations. It takes a strong mentality and physicality to solve some of the problems you have to face. And this tom makes that statement true. The tom is also one to work alone. Most of the times he mind company, and he doesn't value it. Teamwork is essential. He gets that, but it doesn't mean he has to like it. He'd rather work by himself any day. Things for him get done quicker if he's alone. The tom can be social, if he wants to be, but he'd rather blend into the background than be the center of attention. Being hurt by his past betrayal, Ghost doesn't talk much and so is quiet unless spoken to. He thinks a little bit too much for his own good and often he notices things that others can't.

Ghost has the gift of intelligence, thanks to his parents. Both had been very cunning and intelligent. He's a smart kit, and he knows when he is unwanted somewhere. At a young age of 4 moons he can understand almost everything, and can always tell the hidden meaning in words. However, he sometimes hide the fact that he understands, and act like he didn't know anything. Always trying to get the innocence of a young kit to show in his already matured personality. So basically he's been acting for his entire life. Trying to do what others his age would do, and most of the times just staying on the sidelines. The tom hates showing off, and get very annoyed at cats who do. It's rather easy to get on his nerves if you try to show off in front of everyone. The one reason that Ghost doesn't want others finding out about his gift is because that he's afraid. Afraid of what'll happen to him if he does.

Ghost's quiet and anti-social personality had helped a lot to mask his intelligence, since most of the time cats won't talk to him. It's convenient for him, and he thinks it's best to hide it.

In fighting, Ghost is merciless. He could kill a cat before they noticed. The most common way that he'd kill a rogue is by sneaking up behind their back, and suddenly, he vanishes. Gone as silent as he'd came.

Apperance:

A ghostly white tom, he possesses a near pure-white coat, but each fur is lightly tipped in pale smoke-grey. His sleek frame is coated with that soft, sleek fur from the tip of his pale grey nose to the end of his long, matted tail dragged on the ground at all times. The fur is longer along his neck and shoulders, forming a slight ruff of fur which sort of protect his throat, or at least, to some extent. Silver-white tabby markings coil shyly around his large, almond-shaped, slightly slanted eyes, forming an 'M' at his forehead and lining the edges of his eyes and cheeks.

He possesses an angular skull, with large, slightly almond-shaped, wide-set eyes, giving him a perpetual look of worry. The silvery-grey coat lightens to a bleached white-grey at his underbelly, cheeks, chin, chest and just around his eyes. His body is lean and sleek, but have borne their fair share of scars and wounds; along his back glares an obvious, raised scar, like a stretched-out serpent, parting the silken fur on her spine, ruining an otherwise frail-looking cat. He is not what he appears to be, with his frank, friendly gaze, plumed tail and lightly feathered limbs, but a fierce warrior at heart with the musculature to prove it.

Don't get deceived by the gentleness and warmth in his pale green eyes. At first glance this feline may seem like gentle, caring, and understanding. That's how he was, before, but now... He's different. Ghost looks like a picture. A picture that's been washed so many times that it's hard to see the colours. His light-coloured pelt, pale emerald eyes, even his tongue is a light pink.

History:

Ghost, Mist at that time, was born to Trick, and Splash. He was born into a litter of all Tom-kits and thats what made him reluctant to approach a she-cat today. His kit hood was abnormal. Trick wasn't always there and Splash wasn't a very good mother, they would leave the litter with another pair of loners, Spiral and Flame, two great friends of theirs. They never never cared for their kits. Living in a world of loneliness had made Mist even quieter than before. Spiral and Flame raised him along with his siblings, acted like parents to them, and Spiral tried to give them the mother's love that they never got.

That's the reason why Mist and his brothers were very fond of this couple, and to them, their parents were like strangers. Only rarely do they appear in their lives. When they grew up, Spiral and Flame taught them everything they needed to know to survive. Fury, his brother, was the best fighter. Mist? He was normal at fighting, and even though his battles were all well planned out, he wasn't capable of actually doing them. The tom could only give hints and pointers on the sideline. However, he had another talent, hunting. He's able to sneak right up to a mouse undetected, and he was terrific at blending in and sneaking up on others. Also, he was the fastest runner.

One day, their foster parents took Mist, Fury, and Haunt out for a walk. Suddenly, their blood turned cold when they caught sight of a group of hungry rogues. They turned to run, but when Mist looked back, Fury was lagging behind and was almost caught. Without hesitating Mist turned around to save him. However, two young cats couldn't outrun a bunch of rogues, so they were caught. When the light grey tom had almost gave up on everything, a figure rushed in front of them and tried to fight off the rogues. It was Flame.

Mist couldn't believe his eyes, didn't Flame and Spiral already get away? He could only watch the battle go on, and even though Flame was a experienced fighter, he couldn't do much against the other bloodthirsty cats. The tom was slowly getting overwhelmed by the second, and Mist couldn't do anything to help. It was the same with Fury. Even though he seemed so strong and tough during training, he couldn't do a thing right now. Finally, he snapped back when he heard Flame yowl "Run!" After hesitating for a moment, the tom reluctantly got Fury to run away with him. The end, you guessed it. Flame was mercilessly slaughtered by the rogues.

The father that he's loved for so many years was killed, and after this, Mist trained. He was determined to become a good fighter, and to get revenge for Flames. The tom turned out to be a rogue, for he mercilessly killed so many other rogues. He would silently sneak up on someone, and kill them before they could even react. That's how he earned the name "Ghost", for few have seen him and lived to tell the tale. Of course, the tom wouldn't kill anyone innocent, but he would kill any rogue without hesitation.

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