(Long, long, long time ago I had this placed but I had to make a new account due to all this new stuff. Well without further ado.)
Basics
Current Name: Bane of Hunters
Other Names, if any: Bane
Age (in moons): 21
Gender: Tom (Male)
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Creation Date: November 2015 if memory serves, he has been on ice for awhile now.
Residential Information
Current Affiliation/Clan: None.
Former Affiliation/Clan, if any:
Rank: Loner
Mentor(s): None
Apprentice(s): None
Interpersonal Connections
Father(s): Unknown (Deceased)
Mother (s): Snow of the Wind (Snow White She-cat, deceased.)
Sibling(s): Stalker of Claws (Dust brown tom, deceased.)
Offspring: None
Best Friend(s): Vera (Snow white she-cat with heterochromatic eyes, deceased.)
Friend(s): Pebble and Roots (A grey tom and brown she-cat, alive and are mates.), Specks (Orange young tom kit, alive.) Tera (Dusty brown with white paws she-cat, alive)
Neutral: None
Acquaintance(s): None
Enemies:
Crush: None
Significant Other: None
Personality
Traits: Compassionate, Gentle, Brave, Stoic
Sociability + Manners: It varies upon the encounter. Kits bring out a playful, gentle and guardian like essence. To she-cats, this behemoth of a cat is shy-crazy, stuttering his broken speech and being all but respectful to them. To elders and toms he gives the utmost respect, not intruding upon them unless he needs to.
Outlook: A tom with a goal, Bane is a very gentle being despite his imposing size and lethal looking capability. Many events are new to him and he finds wonder in much of the world. He enjoys helping others and exploring life.
Responsibility + Generosity: When it was a task he came across, a kit lost, a cat to be taken care of, Bane gave all of his effort to assist them, always feeding and taking care of them first before himself.
Cleanliness:Though he would see others in a clean and well-groomed state, Bane worries little of his own looks and smell. Life on the run and surviving had made him dull to care of his own pelt, even the most repugnant of smells and sights don't dissuade him.
Bravery: With his life, tooth, and claw would Bane fight against unknowns with all of his heart. From his first encounter with dogs, fighting five cats on one, and even surging through a burning barn to save a kit, Bane shows little regard for his own safety, thinking of others lives before his own.
More Logical or More Emotional?: Logic doesn't play much into Bane's mind, his heart tells him what he should do.
Favorite Season: New-Leaf (Spring)
Favorite Food(s): Squirrels and Fish
Favorite Word: Heart
Favorite Sound: The pattering of rain against surfaces.
Greatest Hope: To live to help others. To find friends and a family he never had.
Greatest Strengths: His physical strength, survival skills, and strong heart/will
Greatest Weaknesses: His large size and naive state of mind.
Worst Nightmare: Losing everyone he would hold dear in his heart, becoming truely alone again.
Deepest Darkest Secret: Earned the name Bane of Hunters by not only hunting many hunters of prey but also murdering/killing forty-three cats.
Most Treasured Memory: The sweet smell of hay that was on a snow white she-cat he was laying with.
Quirk(s): Besides his imposing size, Bane has an awkward speech. He speaks in broken sentences, not sure what most things are.
Theme Song(s): The Flight of the Silverbird by Two Steps from Hell
The Heart of a Warrior by Dizzee Rascal
Background
Place of Birth: A valley
Date of Birth: Unknown
Former rank(s):
Beliefs: The Light in Cat's Eyes (Starclan to him by a different name.)
Physical Traits
Breed(s): Mokave Jag
Fur Color(s): Dark brown, mud like.
Fur Texture: Rough from poor upkeep.
Fur Length: Long.
Markings: Darker brown strips, three rings along the length of his tail.
Eye Color: Gleaming Emeralds
Body Type/Structure: Heavily muscled and fit, very broad shoulders with a lengthy tail.
Height: 49 cms (1ft, 6in)
Weight: 32 lbs
Length: 109 cm (3ft 6in)
Voice: Deep and Raspy,
Gait: Strong and tall unless alerted to a threat then low and slinking.
Scent: Depends, he is a mess.
Scars / Deformities: A riddlement of scars spot his pelt, the most prominent is over his left eye, a set of claw marks. All of his Claws are oversized, they poke out from his paws as if unsheathed, though if he were to extend them they would be a wicked look and deadly.
Diseases / Conditions: None
Coordination, Reflexes, and Strength: These three are strong with him.
Image(s):
Bane of Hunters
