Post by Nammerz on Apr 15, 2009 18:57:55 GMT -5
Name:
Scarstar
Gender
Male
Clan:
Fire Clan
Rank:
Leader
Personality:
You'd call Scar the Cat Two Sides. It's like two different cats are locked inside him. One side of him is your typical leader; Strong, helpful, ready-for-battle. But his other side is.. Darker. Much darker. Evil, in fact. That side doesn't surface much, if it did, it could effect the Clan for the worse. That side has no name, it's just part of him... And he always mocks him inside his head. And messes with his dreams. Why his other side does this to him, 'He'll have to find out on his own..'
Picture:
Scar;
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Description:
Scarstar is a breathtaking white male, with long flowing fur to match. His paws are unfortunately very furry too, so dirt clings to them. It's obviously a pain to get all the dead bugs and prodding twigs out, but he deals with it. And his eyes are a shade of sliver, like a full moon color. Under this cat's fur is scars in various criss-crossing patterns. One in a vague crescent moon shape on his right eye. He doesn't remember how it got there.. It's most likely a battle scar... But his other side says that's nearly the half of it.
RP Example:
At this time of day, the air was cold, the morning hunt, and Scarstar only went to show his Clanmates where he found a scent mark of another Clan well into their territory. But it'd be stale, but strong, this Scarstar knew.
'Are you going to start a battle with the other Clan? Show them what happens when they cross into your--'
'No, it is not right. I will talk with the Clan's leader at the next Gathering though.
'No, you should just listen--'
'Enough. I've listened to your talking since I was a mewling kit. Leave me be.'[/i]
At that, Scar heard laughter, a mocking laughter, his other half always did this when he asked for some peace of mind. He never got it..
Scarstar
Gender
Male
Clan:
Fire Clan
Rank:
Leader
Personality:
You'd call Scar the Cat Two Sides. It's like two different cats are locked inside him. One side of him is your typical leader; Strong, helpful, ready-for-battle. But his other side is.. Darker. Much darker. Evil, in fact. That side doesn't surface much, if it did, it could effect the Clan for the worse. That side has no name, it's just part of him... And he always mocks him inside his head. And messes with his dreams. Why his other side does this to him, 'He'll have to find out on his own..'
Picture:
Scar;
[/img]
Description:
Scarstar is a breathtaking white male, with long flowing fur to match. His paws are unfortunately very furry too, so dirt clings to them. It's obviously a pain to get all the dead bugs and prodding twigs out, but he deals with it. And his eyes are a shade of sliver, like a full moon color. Under this cat's fur is scars in various criss-crossing patterns. One in a vague crescent moon shape on his right eye. He doesn't remember how it got there.. It's most likely a battle scar... But his other side says that's nearly the half of it.
RP Example:
At this time of day, the air was cold, the morning hunt, and Scarstar only went to show his Clanmates where he found a scent mark of another Clan well into their territory. But it'd be stale, but strong, this Scarstar knew.
'Are you going to start a battle with the other Clan? Show them what happens when they cross into your--'
'No, it is not right. I will talk with the Clan's leader at the next Gathering though.
'No, you should just listen--'
'Enough. I've listened to your talking since I was a mewling kit. Leave me be.'[/i]
At that, Scar heard laughter, a mocking laughter, his other half always did this when he asked for some peace of mind. He never got it..
