Banshee

Banshee is a stark white tom cat with very light grey points. He is large for his size and has very tufty fur, sticking out in random places. His fur is littered with scars and his chin and front paws are stained pink from blood.

Personality
Banshee's personality goes here.

History
A kittypet gone wrong, Lucifer's humble beginnings started with a sweet old lady who had passed away, leaving him to fend for himself before other twolegs had come to find the older woman. Lucifer had eaten part of his owner and swiftly escaped when he had the chance. He was turned away from clans and clan life for his disdain for twolegs and authority. This cat radiates pure evil and anyone around him can feel it. He now roams around the clans, daring anyone to step out of the safety of their own territory.

Relationships
Banshee was not like normal cats—his mother died shortly after he and his kin were a few moons old. They were barn cats, too young to hunt but too old to drink milk, and he and his kin turned to feeding on their mother to survive the harsh winter. His littermates were not as strong as he was, or at least that was how he convinced himself killing them was viable survival option number one. It was kind of sick...there were mice in the barn they lived, but the taste was dull and bland. The taste he craved was metallic and mostly came down to the thrill of the fight. It was the struggle that made his meal worth every savory bite. Sickening, but Banshee preferred feeding on other cats. He would eat regular meals, but it never dulled his craving. He knew something was wrong with him, but he didn't care.

Trivia
Trivia/headcanons about Banshee will go here.

Quotes
Quotes from roleplay will go here