Wisescar/ AspenClan

[wisescar]

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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 WISESCAR of the great AspenClan Age 26 moons Gender Male Rank Warrior How can I hide in the shadows of the unknown? WHEN MY PELT IS WHITE and my eyes are Blue Scars Across left eye Appearance Pure white tom with a scar across his left eye. His eyes are a serene blue, a depth of warmth and emotion can be seen within them. A slightly puffy pelt covers his entire body, making it hard for others to see the muscles lying beneath it. This is not to say he's a very muscular cat, because he's not. In fact, he's only average compared to some. His tail is bushy, but normal size. As for his nose, it's a light pink, which compliments his white fur. The tom's ears are short and pointy, the inside of them colored light pink like his nose. Why do you judge me for what I’ll become? JUST BECAUSE I’M LOYAL AND KIND Personality A cat of negotiation, Wisescar would rather solve things with words than with claws. His approach is more often than not criticized, for it may make his clan look weak. Others however, see the strength of such an ideal. If things could be solved with peace, the clans could co-exist without bloodshed. No matter how much he wishes it, Wisescar knows that such a thing could never happen between the clans. But he still carries hope in his heart, hope that one day, the clans can co-exist together, that there would be no need for violence. The tom in general is a kind, caring cat, who tries to gives advice to any cat that will hear him out, even if it's a cat that isn't from his clan. This he is also criticized for, for it is seen as "helping the enemy". Wisescar knows this is not the case, however. All his advice is meant to do is try and make a cat a better being than they were before. Preferences Words, philosophy, nature Secret Ambitions To bring the clans together Strengths/Weaknesses Strengths- kind and loyal Weaknesses- A big one. The warrior code doesn't mean that much to him. All he follows is his heart. You can lecture him later but he will lecture you right back. How am I punished for what my kin has done? EVEN IF MY PARENTS ARE BLOODTEARS AND SONGWHISKER FamilyBloodtears(Father, alive) Songwhisker(Mother, deceased) Nightrise(Brother...very. much. alive) Event that Lead to being a Warrior Faced his brother in battle. After winning, he recieved his warrior name Wisestripe, which would later be Wisescar. History The tale of which led Wisescar to AspenClan is not a story for the faint of heart. It all began with a catalyst. A murder. One night, Bloodtears, father of Wisescar and Nightrise came into camp with a unknown kit hanging from his muzzle. Dropping it in between the two brothers, Bloodtears said one thing. "Kill it." "What?" Wisestripe had looked up at his father with a shocked, almost horrified expression. "You want us to kill a kit?" His father stared at him with a cold, harsh yellow gaze. "Are you disobeying an order, son?" Wisestripe gulped, a bit taken aback, but stood his ground. He then returned his father's hard, stern gaze. "And if I am?" With a swipe of his paw, Bloodtears slashed his claws across his son's face, the white tom backing up with a brief scream of pain. Blood dripped onto the ground. "You," his father spat, "failed. I hereby exile you from this clan and stripped of your warrior name. You are no longer Wisestripe, my son. You are Wisescar, the exile." Silence filled the air, save for the whimpering of the kit by his father's paws. It was too frightened to move. Wisescar looked back up at his father, the left side of his face, covered in blood, one serene, blue eye still visible. "I won't let you harm that kit." His father lashed his tail. "Go!" Wisescar stood his ground. "No." "So be it." Bloodtears nodded at his brother. "Deal with him." Without hesitation, Nightrise chased him out of camp, and even farther after that. He hated himself for running, but he had no other choice. Eventually, he outran his brother and he was safe. For the time being. As Wisescar caught his breath, he realized he was in unfamiliar territory. Eventually he found himself within AspenClan's territory, though he didn't know that at the time. After running into one of their warriors and almost getting into a fight, he was able to presuade the tom to take him to their leader who the warrior had made clear to Wisescar was Scarredstar. It was then, at the camp, that the leader of AspenClan debated with her clanmates whether Wisescar should be allowed to become a warrior of their clan. Some weren't so crazy about the idea, but the majority felt like the cat who had traveled so far from his home, ought to be given a chance. And so he was. Sample RP Wisescar looked at his apprentice and observed him with a smile. He was trying so hard to catch the mouse he was hunting, but his posture was off each time, even if only slightly. "Here," he said with a chuckle. "This is how you do it." As he crouched down, a memory flashed in his head. A memory of his mother teaching him how to hunt. That was one of his most fondest memories of her. He smiled lightly, then frowned. Why did you have to kill her, father? "Wisescar?" The white warrior jerked himself back to reality. "Oh, yes. Like this." 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

[✄ – – – VANYA!]

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