Bell;; Done

[Deadly Nightshade]

Name: Bell
Age: 36 moons
Gender: She-cat
Type: Helzan
Rank: Fighter
Appearance:

From a distance, Bell looks like an ordinary pale cream cat, but in a closer view, you can see the slightly darker markings on her pelt. They look like a combination of tabby stripes and spots--dominated by the spots. Her pelt can be commonly called lilac, though most would refer to it as cream. She has a pink nose that makes her seem a bit younger than she is. She has golden eyes that are very sharp and clear with rounded pupils instead of slits, which she inherited from her leopard, tiger, and lion ancestors. She has white whiskers which spring from her cheeks and eyebrows, but are more noticeable at night with the moonlight glowing on them. She has a shorthaired pelt that's soft and silky to the touch, due to her cleaning it often. She is of medium build, with a lean structure, but Bell does have some muscles.

Personality:

Bell generally has a sweet and kind personality, though she has had her moments. She has random mood swings that can switch her from having a conversation completely about flowers to... bloody battles. She has a very cheery and optimistic out look on life, though she can switch to malicious and pessimistic. Though she normally hides her malicious blood-lusting side, it sometimes seeps through the cracks, and when that does, she will start ranting about how Helzan can rule the world. Though she never acts upon her other side, she does enforce it in battle, for it helps a lot. Her random spurts of oddness rarely occur and last barely a minute, unless she's willing it on. Bell is a very social cat, loving to talk to others about near anything. She has always wanted kits, but never tries to speed it up. She believes in good paces.

Experience:

Bell was born into Helzan to the proud parents of Misery (mother) and Flame (father). Along with her came a few siblings: Ginger (sister), Glory (brother), and Morris (brother). When she was born, Glory had fallen sick, but Misery had no idea about how sick he was. When Bell and her siblings were 2 moons old, Glory died. Bell didn't take it as bad as the others, considering Glory was snippy to her. She took the advantage of more milk from their mother.
Bell and Ginger were always together, discussing one thing or another, and Morris was often alone or watching the two. When play fighting, Bell was faced with Morris, and he was not holding back. Even though they were only 4 moons old, the kits were able to plot out their attacks, as to whether they were deadly or not. Morris was obviously trying to kill Bell, but Misery and Flame were gone, so the two were left at it. Morris had taken a quick grab to Bell's throat, almost killing her, but she kicked him off and killed him.
Ginger was shocked and terrified of Bell was about to run off to tell Misery of what Bell had done, but Bell was quicker and stronger. Before she was anywhere near Misery or Flame, Bell had killed her. Misery and Flame were curious to what had happened, but they suspected that Bell would never kill her siblings.
At ten moons, Bell became a fighter. There wasn't much that needed fighting, so Bell took it easy for a moon. Then she had a sudden urge to kill. The feeling was foreign to her and she didn't know how to fight it off, so she went off in search of a cat. Unfortunately, the first cat she came across was her own mother, Misery, with her father, Flame. Blinded by her need to kill, she quickly killed them, but not without earning a few scars of her own.
Six moons later was the next time she needed to kill, and kill she did. She was running out of excuses and hated the guilt that followed her. She had to learn to control her blood lust.
Every time she had the urge to kill, she try to enforce self-control. For a while, it wouldn't work that well. Then, while in the process of killing a cat, she stopped. She didn't finish the job. Sadly, the cat did bleed to death.
Over the moons, Bell's need to kill wasn't as strong and lasted for barely a minute. She'd learned how to hide the effects, too. She doesn't trust herself alone with a cat, though.

Additional Comments:

Deady Nightshade's species (category wise) is Belladona. I was originally going to call her that, but I can not stand the name, and Bella wouldn't work, either. So, I took Bella and shortened it to just Bell. She is an Australian Mist.

I plan to have Bell *maybe* become a loner named Deadly Nightshade (called Night for short) due to her blood lust, which could be a great mini-plot.

[ਝHeart]

Accepted, very well thought out. ;D