Davon

Davon is a black and white cat, with ratty, ungroomed fur, one cloudy blind eye, long curved claws, and bloodstains all over his fur.

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Davon was born, with the name Minta, to Prudence and Froghurt. Prudence was a kittypet, and Froghurt was a rogue; Prudence, not wanting to share attentions with a kitten, kept her until she was old enough to eat solid food, then cast her out. Minta was hurt and afraid; at only four weeks old, she was all alone.

Alone until she met her father, Froghurt, and his new mate, Rosemary. Rosemary had just lost kits of her own, and was thrilled to have Minta around. Froghurt proved to be a kind and loving father, and Rosemary was sweet and patient with her. Minta was very happy with this family.

When she was two months old, she learned she wasn't entirely a female, or a male. She went by the he pronouns, and he changed his name to Davon. In that same month, Froghurt taught him how to kill.

At only three months, he had killed a cat. Froghurt encouraged him to take at least a small bite out of those he killed; "Food was food," he said to Davon. Small bites turned into larger ones, and in turn those became cleaned bones. Davon never thought much on it; he was young and easily impressionable. By six months he was a full-fledged cannibal.

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