Allocer, the furry, feline, sadist.

Name: Allocer
Gender: Male
Age: 17 moon
Affiliate: Loner
Rank:
Cat-[Kit, Apprentice, Warrior, Queen, Elder, Deputy, Clan Leader]
Wolf-[Pup, Subordinate, Gamma, Beta, Alpha]

Looks:
Personality: Allocer isn't the best cat you'd want to heal your wounds. He's a good healer, but he's not too trust worthy. He'd use his skills and knowledge of herbs to hurt and kill instead of ease and mend. Purposefully giving the wrong herbs for the wrong wounds; giving Burdock Root for simple colds and Poppy seeds to a cat who wants to get stronger. He could easily end it all with a simply Death Berry, but he likes to play with the cats as long as he can before they start to get suspicious, or until they beg. Allocer is a sly, smart cat, able to persuade even the most aware, unmoving, and stubborn minds. He can trick any cat into trusting him, and he can come up with any persona to help himself with that. It can be said that Allocer is somewhat... sadistic, having the need to torture the beings in his wake. Try as he must, it doesn't seem as if he's able to keep his thoughts of trickery and the fun of inflicting pain on anyone, even his own comrades. When they're in question, Hades, Pandora, and Luna, the thoughts rarely come up, but they do, whenever he's angry or when he's in the best of thoughts. He has to show restraint whenever they're in need, but for anything else, he was free. Even if ol' Hades the supposed leader of their little group says otherwise. Allocer, he's a spirit all his own. He respects the members of his little team, especially Hades, but he doesn't like to take orders, luckily for him, Hades didn't give too many. It was just... an uncontrollable urge, to break away. If he was told to heal the cat and leave him be the chances of that was very slim. And besides, it could all just be an "accident". Allocer, he wasn't the best hunter, sure wasn't the best hunter, and as for leadership skills, now way, but he had another way to kill...

Birth: As a kittypet in a kitchen

History: Allocer was born in an old closet next to a broom and a mop in an old, rusted kitchen of a restaurant. Then, he and his family, a family of five, including his parents, were owned by the owners of the eatery, a very nice couple. Everything was great, he and his brother and sister were taken care of and treated like the highest order, his mother and father too, and all the work they had to do was catch a couple mice and a couple rats, which he greatly enjoyed, especially the times when he would play with those little things and frighten them as best he could; he was the odd one. Yes, their job there was to catch those little rodents and pests, the perfect way for him to hone his hunting skills, though, not very good ones since the mice were stuck in a small area instead of a vast landscape. He loved his family greatly and he loved his owners greatly, especially on those days when they were let out in the alleyway next to the back entrance to have a little fun while being watched by the female twoleg. Oh yes, the days were great. Though, one day, something had happened. His owners lost their beloved home above the restaurant, and that meant they had to go. He didn't understand, and he still doesn't, but his owners had started to give his brother, his sister, his mother, and his father to other twolegs, he was the last one left because of his odd ways of hurting things, they all thought he was unappealing. Finally, they found a place and when they brought him to one of those twoleg nests, he became afraid and jumped from his owners arms and ran. He never saw them again. Alone now, and by himself, the young cat tried his best to survive on his own, but the techniques he knew didn't help him at all. He was starved and nearly dead when another cat had found him. His name was Jimgy, and odd name for an old cat such as himself. He had healed him, fed him, and made him strong again. The old cat even taught him how to hunt more properly, he even taught him how to fight, a first for him. He had even picked up some tricks he could use to swindle other cats. That old cat even told him about the arts of healing. Allocer never got the point, though. To heal and help every cat. Jimgy, he realized, was a fool, he didn't realize the power he had, the things he could do with it. He left him when he was ready, making him believe that he was going to go out and help the world, no, he was going to do the opposite. Many cats went by Allocer's eyes and felt the horrible side of the helpful herbs he possessed, all those under his claws, he killed, slowly. He had so much fun, going by different names each time, as a safe for if a cat got away, they couldn't trace it to him. Disguising his voice and all, he was a pro. On any old other day, he found a cat by the name of Hades. Allocer was having a lazy day, so he didn't bother to change his name, just his attitude, making himself nicer than he really was. His intentions of course, were to kill him like all the rest. What was different, was that he started to like this cat as he began to follow him around as a fake companion, he even became a real one. With that, he dropped his act as the nice, helpful cat, and became his old self again. Allocer again, with Hades, and soon more cats, all that he was eager to torture, but had befriended as well, keeping him from his devilish tasks.

RP Sample: BLAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

PProved

In the pic, who's Allocer? The cat, or that goofy person who stuck their head in front of the camera? XD

The goofy person. XD

What about the dog?