Scarredface, AspenClan

[✄ – – – VANYA!]

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[atrb=width,600,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][bg=200815] Why do you shun me for who I am? FOR I AM SCARREDFACE of the great AspenClan Age 4 years Gender tom Rank leader How can I hide in the shadows of the unknown? WHEN MY PELT IS SILVERY BROWN TABBY and my eyes are grey-blue Scars thick scars over his missing right eye, thinner claw marks over his muzzle, huge scar over his left shoulder Appearance Scarredface is a tall, solemn, sleek tom with a pelt of muted silvery brown. His eyes are striking, a strange greyish blue, set deep in his head. His stripes are muted, broken up by the speckling of his fur, most visible around his head and neck. His body is riddled with scars, testaments of his fights. He looks formidable, solemn, as though each patch of lost fur and each tearing of his flesh has destroyed the kindness in his face and in his eyes. He looks worn, and his eyes seem perpetually narrowed in exhaustion and disinterest. He appears beyond his age, as though he is already an elder. Why do you judge me for what I’ll become? JUST BECAUSE I’M SOLEMN AND FAIR Personality Scarredface is not a friendly tom. He's official, clinical, and almost always silent, with little interest in relationships outside of those that are vital for his survival and the Clan's. He believes in the Code above all else, and hates any cat that defies the Code. He is a swift and just cat, fair and thorough. He has no emotional attachments that can make vital decisions difficult. However, this comes with a price: that of loneliness and silence. He is utterly, desperately alone, though it very rarely bothers him. Scarredface is content in being alone. He fills his quiet days with vigorous hunts and border patrols, and prides in training apprentices. His lack of emotional commitment makes him a thorough warrior, as he has nothing to hold him back. He would give his life for his Clan in a heartbeat, and the only thing that would cause him to falter would be the question: will I better serve my Clan in life, or in death? Preferences likes: honesty, integrity, faith, loyalty. dislikes: romance, lies, outcasts, traitors. Secret Ambitions to be a leader, but only to better serve his Clan. He cares not for ambitious reasons. Strengths/Weaknesses He's an able fighter, but as he has a missing eye, he has a very glaring weakness. He's learned to make up for his blind side, but he is no magician. He cannot fight as well as a cat with full sight. How am I punished for what my kin has done? EVEN IF MY PARENTS ARE WHISPERSONG AND FISHCLAW Family Littlewhisker, sister. Event that Lead to being a Warrior fought and killed a fox, at the expense of his eye. History As a kit, he was plain. Almost...depressingly so. His siblings were bored of him, his mother concerned about him, his father disinterested in him. Even so, inside him grew an interest in his Clan. He was eager to be an apprentice, though quiet about it, unlike his littermates. He would silently observe the day-to-day lives of the warriors of AspenClan, learning even before he was old enough to understand the fine inward reasons behind their actions. It was this interest that attracted attention to Mottledfoot. He became Mottledfoot's apprentice, named Eaglepaw. Almost promptly he showed his ability as an apprentice and a future warrior. He didn't even falter when he was told to tend to the elders: in fact, he was almost excited by the option to care for those who worked to make the Clan what it is today. But swiftly, things lost their brightness. One day, Eaglepaw and Mottledfoot stumbled upon a fox during a hunting session. It was vicious, and without mercy had slain Mottledfoot in one fell swoop. Eaglepaw fought with the force of TigerClan, thrown into a rage at the loss of his mentor. Even after he lost his eye, he only fought harder. He killed the fox, and, covered in its blood and his own, dragged his mentor back to camp as best he could in his weakened state. The leader honoured him with his warrior name, but gave him the name Scarredface. Though he was proud to be a warrior, he felt a pain every time his name was spoken. It reminded him of the day he lost his beloved mentor...the day his life changed forever. Sample RP pfft. You call me by the name I’ve lied I meet in secret with those who’ve died Though life is not’ but treachery This life is all the life in me

[Juniper]

Accepted as Scarredstar!
Now go post in the AspenClan Stats thread!