At six moons, you might as well considered Venom a copy of his father. Well, more of stoic. The only difference was that he was always emotionless. Father said that having emotions 'blind' you from the orders you've been given. And to be honest? The emotions he felt anyways were always aching on his chest. So why not numb it..? It was only one morning that he saw the same group of rouges again chasing a new victim. A pretty small and fragile looking kittypet. With a pelt that glowed like a brilliant blaze, Venom had never seen anything like it before. When young she-cat was cornered by the rouges she didn't cry for help like Lilac did, no, she attacked. The odds were stacked completely against her but she still fought back, and right away Venom was already starting to feel feelings again. Admiration. The fiery kittypet was easily knocked down to the ground in seconds and was mocked for her bravery. At that moment something clicked inside of Venom. Rage. And before he knew it he was leaping over the she-cat into battle. The rogues this time looked even more frightened than last time. Rumor had it that when you saw his face for a second time that would be the last thing you would see before dying. But that was his father's rumor.. sometimes Venom would be mistaken for it. He defeated them once again and sent them running before turning back to the kittypet he later found out her name was Spice. She had this excited smile on her face when looking at him.. and eventually was following him around and wouldn't stop yapping. Soon, Venom was feeling another emotion. Annoyance... He knew he couldn't be feeling these emotions so he needed to get ride of her quickly. But for some reason he couldn't find the will to lift a claw at her. Maybe it was something about her eyes..
Eventually they found out they were half-siblings and then everything changed. Venom never knew he had never even realized lonely until she walked into his life. He eventually couldn't block his emotions any longer, his numbed heart beginning to warm. Venom took care of Spice and gave her shelter to where he would sleep at nights. Everyday was something new when it came to her. Everyday was something to smile about apart from the training he received from his father which he kept a secret from Spice, it was only his brutal wounds that would give it away. Of course, Spice persistently questioned him and he eventually cracked and told her everything. Venom never truly had a shoulder to cry on until then. He felt emotionally safe and physically strong when being with her. And eventually came to show when the day came they had to slit due to being cornered by two large dogs. Becoming brave to protect his little sister came naturally to the tom. He had told her to flee into the forest while he used himself as a decoy. The plan had worked and Venom eventually lost the dogs. When returning back to his father's ally he found him furious when he found out about Venom's little sister. Furious at Venom for keeping a secret from him. And then, his father had hit him for the last time. At the age of seven moons, Venom had had enough and when blinded by rage he took his father's life in cold blood without a second thought. Did he regret what he did afterwards? Yes. His father raised him. Made him 'strong'. And yet, at the same time, he loved the feeling of his father's blood soaking between his toes. It felt refreshing somehow. But, now having nothing for him to stay here, he decided to go find Spice in the forest. Except he ran into ShadowClan territory, running into their warriors. He figured joining this Clan would be the best way to finding Spice. So from then on he joined as an apprentice. And became Venompaw.
Even when joining ShadowClan, he was the 'gloomy' type. And distant. Not too many felines are capable of befriending this tom.
What happens next is in role-play.~