Scar of BloodClan (Deputy)

Name: Scar.

Gender: Tom.

Age: 20 moons.

Alliance: BloodClan.

Rank: Deputy.

Appearance: Scar is a black, short-fur Bengal tomcat. He holds almost the same appearance as a cheetah, but he is black. Obviously, he is not the same size as a cheetah, but you get the point. He is very large in size, but slim in weight. As a kit and apprentice, he was considered unusually large for his size. But, he wasn't given credit for his size because he didn't have as much muscle as the other apprentices. He towers over most cats in size, but does not have as much muscle as the average warrior. But, this does not put him at a disadvantage while fighting, for he has very long, and powerful black legs, with dark black paws. He has bright, yellow eyes that compliment his very dark and bland pelt. He also has two, black ears. The only visible difference he has over fromt cats is a cut in his left ear, almost splitting it at the tip. The second is a scar near his left eye, continuing from the first. He got these scars from a battle with an enemy clan cat, and lets just say that the other cat ended up looking much worse than Scar. His scars gives him a rather scary appearance, almost looking like Scar from The Lion King. If you haven't guessed yet, these scars are from where he was given his name.


Personality: Scar is a bitter cat, to say the least. He fits BloodClan almost perfectly, being the evil cat that he is. He grew up having a dark past, and he attained some of these traits from this past. He was quite the trickster as a kit, using his clever brain to get what he wanted. He uses his confidence, which is more or less arrogance, to get what he wants. He is very persistent, always putting on pressure and not letting off until he is happy. He can be very disrespectful, and snobby at times, whether he is speaking to a kit or a leader. He does not care. He has a short-temper, and is quick to insult any-cat. He is not honest by any means, and will lie and deceive all. He does not like being told what to do, and will most likely defy any-cat who tries to do so. He has a bit of a crazy mind, and does not think straight. He has trouble deciphering right from wrong, which is partly why he has such a dark history. He is a bit of insane to say the least, and will do some things that may not make sense to the average cat, but they make perfect sense to him. But, he does have a positive side. He is a very brave cat, and while he might not use it in the right way, he is also very smart. Scar is very confident, even though he does not use this to do good. While he may be dishonest and a trickster, he can also be a great companion. If one can manage to get the attention of Scar and befriend him, he will be the most loyal person one could have.


History: Scar was born to Fox and Hawk of BloodClan. He was the only kit of his litter, and was raised alone in the Clan. Both of his parents died when he was still a kit. From the moment he was born, he was on the path to the Dark Forest. He never had anyone to show him right from wrong. Growing up in BloodClan was difficult for him. The other 'apprentices' often beat him down, and would steal his prey. He had a hard time. He didn't make any friends. Only enemies. He lived on his own. None of the other warriors helped him out, better yet, they never even gave him a glance. He trained himself from self experience. Growing up, he was forced to fight off rogues who challenged him, and was given a deadly scar. He often went a while without food, having to eat scavenge leftover scraps from crow-food. Things got better for him, though. He managed to become an exceptional hunter, and an amazing fighter. The other cats of BloodClan began to recognize this, and were actually quite impressed. He felt good about himself, because he was finally starting to fit in. Eventually, he became a warrior with his own practice and help from the other warriors. Scar thought himself to be better than the other cats who once bullied him, and now he paid them no attention. He did his own thing and survived on his own. He began to realize that he did not need friends, nor mates or kits to survive. He knew he only needed the three essentials - food, water and shelter.


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