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UPDATE #1 || New app and art, with updated written info.

Name - Bearscar

name meaning:

Prefix: Bear-Due to his sheer size and coloring

Suffix: Scar- due to the scars that took his eye, which he said was caused by a fight with a bear.

Age- --- moons -deceased-
Gender - Male
Breed - A mutt of American Bobtail, Siberian forest cat, British long hair.
Clan -Thunderclan The Dark Forest
Rank - Warrior
Scent - Rotting flesh, bog mud and blood
Thyme song/s: Bad Blood- Creature Feature, Labyrinth- Oomph.

----Appearance----

Pelt - Brown pelt with dark brown neck and stripe going from his head to his tail and tabby markings on his rump
Eyes - Pale blue
Other Noticeable Scars/Traits - Many different scars, but the most noticeable are the ones that go across his eye that he lost as an apprentice. There is a gaping hole in his stomach that was the cause of his death
Book Description- Very large brown and dark brown tom with stripes on his haunches, He has one lost eye and one good eye that would give anyone chills with his icy gaze. The tom has a large, fresh hole in his stomach that bleeds constantly.

----Sexuality----

Orientation - Straight
Activity - none at the moment, but he doesn't wait for his victims consent. but this urge has passed when his living body did.
Mate - none

----History----

Kithood:

Bearkit had a very normal and event-free kithood. His parents only had one kit in their litter, and that was perfect for them. Bearkit was very big for a kit and he often played rough with his den mates, but he was always a loving and happy kit. There was no drama, no anger, nothing to tip this child over the edge. He was very much loved by his whole clan. If you knew Bearscar as a kit, you would have never thought that he would end up in the endless madness of the dark forest. Where no light shines but from the mushrooms that glow. Where the worst of the worst go to pay for their sins. Never in anyone's wildest dreams, would they think that the little ball of joy would end up in such a hell as that for the things that he did.

When Bearkit was just about to be apprenticed at about 7 moons, two kits were taken in by Brokensun. One a pretty female and the other a dark male.

Apprenticeship:

As an apprentice, nothing much changed with the young cat... other then a slight glitch in his personality. At this age, Bearpaw started getting a bit... odd. one moment he could be the happiest, most caring and considerate cat around and another he could be violent and rude, and even sometime dangerous due to his growing size! His parents constantly spoke with him about what was going on, but he nor anyone else knew how to fix it, so they just decided that he would grow out of it.

Bearpaw was very upset about his attitude. He didn't mean to hurt other cats, he couldn't help it...

On the exact day he turned 13 moons old, he was out patrolling by himself he was met by a cat that was about the same size as himself and the two got into a fight which resulted in Bearpaw loosing his eye and gaining multiple scars. His opponent left him in a pool of blood on the forest floor, believing him to be dead. Bearpaw eventually got back to the thunderclan camp and was treated by the medicine cat. When he was asked happened, he told his clanmates that a bear had attacked him on the border.
After that, Bearpaw would have nightmares of his grandfather, Brokenstar, and after a while, he realized that he could speak with him. The dead leader promised that he could make him stronger and that he would make him very proud if he would become his apprentice. Bearpaw accepted, Brokenstar was family, right?

From that moment on he trained with his grandfather every night.

As for Hailpaw and Jaguarpaw, the kits that were taken in, It was clear that Hailpaw had a crush on him... and perhaps he had a crush on her as well.

3 Moons later he was made into a warrior.

Warrior:

At this point, Bearscar was the Scourge of his clan. He was now a massive cat who no one wanted to mess with, and he knew it. he had violent fights with other cats that were now a common occurrence. But Bearscar still tried his best to be kind and help his clan. He hated it when he grew angry... He had even stopped training with Brokenstar because he just made him more violent. That didn't stop the nightmares though.

But, among his bad habits and violent out-bursts, there was a spark of love and kindness he had towards Hailstorm. He hid his dark side from her, even though she knew about it, he never hurt her or spoke harshly to her... until rumors came to his attention that Hailstorm had been seeing a rouge, and cheating on him. Bearscar was hurt, but more then that. Angry.
He found her, at the boarder, speaking to a pale grey tom that was missing a leg. The massive tom confronted her about him, but when she said that they were just friends, he snapped. With a yowl of rage he lunged at the tom, killing him in an instant with a crack of his neck. He then turned to Hailstorm and lashed out at her when she tried to stop him from killing the tom, giving her a nasty slash across the face.
As soon as he struct Hailstorm, he snapped out of his blind rage and saw what he had done... He felt his mind change. It grew darker as his hate turned on himself. He left his only love to bleed on the boarder. Her brother, Jaguarfrost found her later that day and carried her back to camp. No one could get Hailstorm to say who attacked her for 2 moons. All the while Bearscar was rarely seen around camp.

After that day Bearscar turned into an evil killing machine. He had a habit of killing female loners and kittypets... but he didn't stop there. He began killing female warriors in other clans. No one discovered who was killing the females... But Jaguarfrost had a good guess who it was. Now Hailstorm was almost completely healed and Jagger never quit asking her who attacked her. But she was loyal to Bearscar, who was in camp at this time, and she went to speak with him. He didn't let her speak a word before he told her that he hated her and never wanted to see her again. That tipped her over the edge and she told her brother who was responsible.

Death - Died at age 29 moons-

Jaguarfrost Hunted Bearscar down and the two fought brutally. With a flash of sharp claws and flying fur, Bearscar won when Jaguarfrost retreated, having a plan to kill the brute once and for all. Bearscar thought Jagger was a coward and ran away, oh how wrong he was, dead wrong. Jaguarfrost came back when Bearscar was sleeping and with words of hate and a fire in his eyes, The black warrior disemboweled the massive traitor until his body stopped its writhing.

Darkforest -Death until present-

As soon as he came to the space between Starclan and The Place of No Stars, The large tom was sent with a force into the darkness of the endless forest bellow. Now he has aguments with himself about what he did, sometimes yelling at himself about hurting hailstorm and saying "i HATE you!!!" the only explanation is that he treats his violent side as another person. Bearscar can be seen from time to time in the depths of the darkness, his eyes craving a warm body to cut through and a fight to be picked. The lonely tom doesn't let anyone get close to him, but with Starclan going insane, he has started speaking with the other dark forest cats. Yes it is true that he has been in the dark forest for a very long time, but he has never met ''The queen' as he calls her, not knowing her true name.

Roleplay history--

Bearscar finally found The Queen and pledged his loyalty and service to her, becoming her body guard. Shortly after that, the large tom became less wayward and attained three new apprentices, Nettlepaw, Ghostpaw and Kestral flight.

----Personality -----

|Loyal|Possessive|Quiet|Kind|

Loyal: Not to his former clan, obviously, but to individual cats that have earned his respect. But be warned, it is difficult to get him to respect you enough to not stab you in the back. But once the massive warrior is on your side, you can pretty much expect nothing but dogish loyalty from him.

Possessive: Bearscar likes to keep the things that he owns, his. For instance, back when he was living and if he was with a she-cat, and a tom tries to take her away, he'll fight you until she's his or until the tom is dead. Even if he doesn't care for the she-cat, he says she's 'his property'. Same goes with prey and territory, not that you find much of that in the dark forest.

Quiet: He is certainly not talkative, and this contributes to him being unpredictable. He never speaks unless he needs to and never gives a warning if he is in one of his... moods. You may see him in the shadows of the forest, you may call to him, whether he answers or attacks is up to him alone. Just pray he decides to speak.

Kind/caring/charming/loving: Back in the living world, Bearscar loved only one she-cat... She was beautiful beyond compare and he loved her dearly. These emotions were reserved for her and her alone. But the tom had betrayed his one true love and in one of his fits of rage, hurt her badly, almost to the point of death because he thought she had been seeing another tom. Bearscar doesn't think he will ever love again.

|Bipolar|Unpredictable|Ruthless|Sadistic|

Bipolar- His mood changes on a dime, being quiet and mysterious one moment and a ragging bull whos just seen red the next.

Unpredictable- This goes with his bipolar behavior. No one can tell what he will do in battle or in a conversation. Choose your words wisely.

Ruthless- He will stop at nothing if he wants you dead. This behavior defines 'Over-kill'. Bearscar will hunt you down and rip you apart until your body is no longer recognizable.

Sadistic- Bearscar loves to watch cats suffer at his claws, loves to watch them beg for mercy as he does un-holy things to them. It brings him joy and starts him laughing and smiling with pure amusement.

----Stats----

Strengths:
Brute Strength
Battle skills
long claws

Weaknesses:
Speed
The memories of his past
his blind side

----Family----

Grandfather| Brokenstar|Shadowclan Darkforest|deceased
Grandmother|Unknown|Rouge|deceased
Father|Oakstripe|ThunderclanStarclan|Deceased
Mother|Frostlily|ThunderclanStarclan|Deceased

The mother of Bearscar's father was a rouge that Brokenstar had impregnated. when he was born, The kit was brought to Thunderclan and left by his mother.

He is related to Brokenstar, But his spirit being so old that he has forgotten who his family was and even their names. If you would like a character of yours to be related to Bearscar, just note me.

----Relationships----

Â Hate / Untrustworthy
Dislike
Unsure / Still developing thoughts
Â Neutral / Acquaintances
Friend
Â Best / Close Friend
Interested
Â Â Takes a Liking to / Crush
Attachment
Missing / On the Mind
Love
Family
Â Lust
Â Mate
Respect
Â Deceased

Â The Queen- "I-i have never met The Queen, but i know she is real... She has to be real... How can you be a queen if you aren't real? you can't, that is foolish of her to not be real and still be the queen. You can't, not possible. Oh yes, She's real... yes... i will find her."

Â Hailstorm- "My love... My darling Hailstorm...i hurt you... that, is my only regret."

---Likes---

Killing and torturing
Fighting
Walking in circles around a tree (don't ask)

---Dislikes---

Loosing a battle

---Misc---

----Roleplay Sample----

Roleplay Example:Sample from my app sheet for

The cinnamon pit bull sat starring a the great gates of Eden, her once trusted gas mask lay shattered on the radiated ground. Irah would never see her home again, never walk the dark streets that she once strove to protect and maintain. She stayed there, in front of her former home for a while until she realized that it was was dusk and she needed to find some sort of shelter for the night, so she got to her large paws, picked a direction, and started walking.

Irah Kept walking until she came across a town, Ravaged from the bombs of the past and decayed by the radiation left behind. It didn't look like much was left... a few crumbling buildings and almost non-existent roads, i didn't look like anyone could live there. But she could think like that anymore, Irah had to start thinking like a wastelander if she had any hope to survive in this living hell. The female proceeded to search the buildings for anything that could be helpfulÂ "Alright, little girl, keep it together and think. Rules of survival: Shelter, Water, food. There is plenty of places to sleep, there must be plumbing which means some sort of water source, and where there is water there are animals." Irah huffed as she went through her checklist, it was clear that she was not used to the spore-filled air and it was making it hard to breath for her.Â "Give it time..."She thought to her self and walked on.

A solitary rat scurried through the rubble, but in a heart beat it was gone just as Irah spotted it.Â "well i suppose i am going to have to learn to catch you too, huh? i should have come out here sooner, i've been spoiled."Â She growled and watch the last bit of the rats mutated tail disappear. The large female found a small building with one wall that had crumbled long ago, and found a place that was covered and clear of rubble. As the pit bull lay her aching bones done on the hard, cold earth she thought of what her new life might hold. But nothing good could happen in the wastelands, nothing but death and sickness would ever come from it, and Irah had just been dragged into it.
Credits:
TBT (c) Kraftsingles and the admins
Background imageÂ kraftsingles.deviantart.com/ar

Description

UPDATE #1 || New app and art, with updated written info.

Name - Bearscar

name meaning:

Prefix: Bear-Due to his sheer size and coloring

Suffix: Scar- due to the scars that took his eye, which he said was caused by a fight with a bear.

Age- --- moons -deceased-
Gender - Male
Breed - A mutt of American Bobtail, Siberian forest cat, British long hair.
Clan -Thunderclan The Dark Forest
Rank - Warrior
Scent - Rotting flesh, bog mud and blood
Thyme song/s: Bad Blood- Creature Feature, Labyrinth- Oomph.

----Appearance----

Pelt - Brown pelt with dark brown neck and stripe going from his head to his tail and tabby markings on his rump
Eyes - Pale blue
Other Noticeable Scars/Traits - Many different scars, but the most noticeable are the ones that go across his eye that he lost as an apprentice. There is a gaping hole in his stomach that was the cause of his death
Book Description- Very large brown and dark brown tom with stripes on his haunches, He has one lost eye and one good eye that would give anyone chills with his icy gaze. The tom has a large, fresh hole in his stomach that bleeds constantly.

----Sexuality----

Orientation - Straight
Activity - none at the moment, but he doesn't wait for his victims consent. but this urge has passed when his living body did.
Mate - none

----History----

Kithood:

Bearkit had a very normal and event-free kithood. His parents only had one kit in their litter, and that was perfect for them. Bearkit was very big for a kit and he often played rough with his den mates, but he was always a loving and happy kit. There was no drama, no anger, nothing to tip this child over the edge. He was very much loved by his whole clan. If you knew Bearscar as a kit, you would have never thought that he would end up in the endless madness of the dark forest. Where no light shines but from the mushrooms that glow. Where the worst of the worst go to pay for their sins. Never in anyone's wildest dreams, would they think that the little ball of joy would end up in such a hell as that for the things that he did.

When Bearkit was just about to be apprenticed at about 7 moons, two kits were taken in by Brokensun. One a pretty female and the other a dark male.

Apprenticeship:

As an apprentice, nothing much changed with the young cat... other then a slight glitch in his personality. At this age, Bearpaw started getting a bit... odd. one moment he could be the happiest, most caring and considerate cat around and another he could be violent and rude, and even sometime dangerous due to his growing size! His parents constantly spoke with him about what was going on, but he nor anyone else knew how to fix it, so they just decided that he would grow out of it.

Bearpaw was very upset about his attitude. He didn't mean to hurt other cats, he couldn't help it...

On the exact day he turned 13 moons old, he was out patrolling by himself he was met by a cat that was about the same size as himself and the two got into a fight which resulted in Bearpaw loosing his eye and gaining multiple scars. His opponent left him in a pool of blood on the forest floor, believing him to be dead. Bearpaw eventually got back to the thunderclan camp and was treated by the medicine cat. When he was asked happened, he told his clanmates that a bear had attacked him on the border.
After that, Bearpaw would have nightmares of his grandfather, Brokenstar, and after a while, he realized that he could speak with him. The dead leader promised that he could make him stronger and that he would make him very proud if he would become his apprentice. Bearpaw accepted, Brokenstar was family, right?

From that moment on he trained with his grandfather every night.

As for Hailpaw and Jaguarpaw, the kits that were taken in, It was clear that Hailpaw had a crush on him... and perhaps he had a crush on her as well.

3 Moons later he was made into a warrior.

Warrior:

At this point, Bearscar was the Scourge of his clan. He was now a massive cat who no one wanted to mess with, and he knew it. he had violent fights with other cats that were now a common occurrence. But Bearscar still tried his best to be kind and help his clan. He hated it when he grew angry... He had even stopped training with Brokenstar because he just made him more violent. That didn't stop the nightmares though.

But, among his bad habits and violent out-bursts, there was a spark of love and kindness he had towards Hailstorm. He hid his dark side from her, even though she knew about it, he never hurt her or spoke harshly to her... until rumors came to his attention that Hailstorm had been seeing a rouge, and cheating on him. Bearscar was hurt, but more then that. Angry.
He found her, at the boarder, speaking to a pale grey tom that was missing a leg. The massive tom confronted her about him, but when she said that they were just friends, he snapped. With a yowl of rage he lunged at the tom, killing him in an instant with a crack of his neck. He then turned to Hailstorm and lashed out at her when she tried to stop him from killing the tom, giving her a nasty slash across the face.
As soon as he struct Hailstorm, he snapped out of his blind rage and saw what he had done... He felt his mind change. It grew darker as his hate turned on himself. He left his only love to bleed on the boarder. Her brother, Jaguarfrost found her later that day and carried her back to camp. No one could get Hailstorm to say who attacked her for 2 moons. All the while Bearscar was rarely seen around camp.

After that day Bearscar turned into an evil killing machine. He had a habit of killing female loners and kittypets... but he didn't stop there. He began killing female warriors in other clans. No one discovered who was killing the females... But Jaguarfrost had a good guess who it was. Now Hailstorm was almost completely healed and Jagger never quit asking her who attacked her. But she was loyal to Bearscar, who was in camp at this time, and she went to speak with him. He didn't let her speak a word before he told her that he hated her and never wanted to see her again. That tipped her over the edge and she told her brother who was responsible.

Death - Died at age 29 moons-

Jaguarfrost Hunted Bearscar down and the two fought brutally. With a flash of sharp claws and flying fur, Bearscar won when Jaguarfrost retreated, having a plan to kill the brute once and for all. Bearscar thought Jagger was a coward and ran away, oh how wrong he was, dead wrong. Jaguarfrost came back when Bearscar was sleeping and with words of hate and a fire in his eyes, The black warrior disemboweled the massive traitor until his body stopped its writhing.

Darkforest -Death until present-

As soon as he came to the space between Starclan and The Place of No Stars, The large tom was sent with a force into the darkness of the endless forest bellow. Now he has aguments with himself about what he did, sometimes yelling at himself about hurting hailstorm and saying "i HATE you!!!" the only explanation is that he treats his violent side as another person. Bearscar can be seen from time to time in the depths of the darkness, his eyes craving a warm body to cut through and a fight to be picked. The lonely tom doesn't let anyone get close to him, but with Starclan going insane, he has started speaking with the other dark forest cats. Yes it is true that he has been in the dark forest for a very long time, but he has never met ''The queen' as he calls her, not knowing her true name.

Roleplay history--

Bearscar finally found The Queen and pledged his loyalty and service to her, becoming her body guard. Shortly after that, the large tom became less wayward and attained three new apprentices, Nettlepaw, Ghostpaw and Kestral flight.

----Personality -----

|Loyal|Possessive|Quiet|Kind|

Loyal: Not to his former clan, obviously, but to individual cats that have earned his respect. But be warned, it is difficult to get him to respect you enough to not stab you in the back. But once the massive warrior is on your side, you can pretty much expect nothing but dogish loyalty from him.

Possessive: Bearscar likes to keep the things that he owns, his. For instance, back when he was living and if he was with a she-cat, and a tom tries to take her away, he'll fight you until she's his or until the tom is dead. Even if he doesn't care for the she-cat, he says she's 'his property'. Same goes with prey and territory, not that you find much of that in the dark forest.

Quiet: He is certainly not talkative, and this contributes to him being unpredictable. He never speaks unless he needs to and never gives a warning if he is in one of his... moods. You may see him in the shadows of the forest, you may call to him, whether he answers or attacks is up to him alone. Just pray he decides to speak.

Kind/caring/charming/loving: Back in the living world, Bearscar loved only one she-cat... She was beautiful beyond compare and he loved her dearly. These emotions were reserved for her and her alone. But the tom had betrayed his one true love and in one of his fits of rage, hurt her badly, almost to the point of death because he thought she had been seeing another tom. Bearscar doesn't think he will ever love again.

|Bipolar|Unpredictable|Ruthless|Sadistic|

Bipolar- His mood changes on a dime, being quiet and mysterious one moment and a ragging bull whos just seen red the next.

Unpredictable- This goes with his bipolar behavior. No one can tell what he will do in battle or in a conversation. Choose your words wisely.

Ruthless- He will stop at nothing if he wants you dead. This behavior defines 'Over-kill'. Bearscar will hunt you down and rip you apart until your body is no longer recognizable.

Sadistic- Bearscar loves to watch cats suffer at his claws, loves to watch them beg for mercy as he does un-holy things to them. It brings him joy and starts him laughing and smiling with pure amusement.

----Stats----

Strengths:
Brute Strength
Battle skills
long claws

Weaknesses:
Speed
The memories of his past
his blind side

----Family----

Grandfather| Brokenstar|Shadowclan Darkforest|deceased
Grandmother|Unknown|Rouge|deceased
Father|Oakstripe|ThunderclanStarclan|Deceased
Mother|Frostlily|ThunderclanStarclan|Deceased

The mother of Bearscar's father was a rouge that Brokenstar had impregnated. when he was born, The kit was brought to Thunderclan and left by his mother.

He is related to Brokenstar, But his spirit being so old that he has forgotten who his family was and even their names. If you would like a character of yours to be related to Bearscar, just note me.

----Relationships----

Â Hate / Untrustworthy
Dislike
Unsure / Still developing thoughts
Â Neutral / Acquaintances
Friend
Â Best / Close Friend
Interested
Â Â Takes a Liking to / Crush
Attachment
Missing / On the Mind
Love
Family
Â Lust
Â Mate
Respect
Â Deceased

Â The Queen- "I-i have never met The Queen, but i know she is real... She has to be real... How can you be a queen if you aren't real? you can't, that is foolish of her to not be real and still be the queen. You can't, not possible. Oh yes, She's real... yes... i will find her."

Â Hailstorm- "My love... My darling Hailstorm...i hurt you... that, is my only regret."

---Likes---

Killing and torturing
Fighting
Walking in circles around a tree (don't ask)

---Dislikes---

Loosing a battle

---Misc---

----Roleplay Sample----

Roleplay Example:Sample from my app sheet for

The cinnamon pit bull sat starring a the great gates of Eden, her once trusted gas mask lay shattered on the radiated ground. Irah would never see her home again, never walk the dark streets that she once strove to protect and maintain. She stayed there, in front of her former home for a while until she realized that it was was dusk and she needed to find some sort of shelter for the night, so she got to her large paws, picked a direction, and started walking.

Irah Kept walking until she came across a town, Ravaged from the bombs of the past and decayed by the radiation left behind. It didn't look like much was left... a few crumbling buildings and almost non-existent roads, i didn't look like anyone could live there. But she could think like that anymore, Irah had to start thinking like a wastelander if she had any hope to survive in this living hell. The female proceeded to search the buildings for anything that could be helpfulÂ "Alright, little girl, keep it together and think. Rules of survival: Shelter, Water, food. There is plenty of places to sleep, there must be plumbing which means some sort of water source, and where there is water there are animals." Irah huffed as she went through her checklist, it was clear that she was not used to the spore-filled air and it was making it hard to breath for her.Â "Give it time..."She thought to her self and walked on.

A solitary rat scurried through the rubble, but in a heart beat it was gone just as Irah spotted it.Â "well i suppose i am going to have to learn to catch you too, huh? i should have come out here sooner, i've been spoiled."Â She growled and watch the last bit of the rats mutated tail disappear. The large female found a small building with one wall that had crumbled long ago, and found a place that was covered and clear of rubble. As the pit bull lay her aching bones done on the hard, cold earth she thought of what her new life might hold. But nothing good could happen in the wastelands, nothing but death and sickness would ever come from it, and Irah had just been dragged into it.
Credits:
TBT (c) Kraftsingles and the admins
Background imageÂ kraftsingles.deviantart.com/ar