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He is here! I'm really excited for this group aaaah

✯ General Info ✯

Name: Brookstar

  Past names: Brook, Brookpaw, Brookfur, Brookstar

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Sex: Male

Gender: Male

Age: 38 moons

Season of Birth: Late Winter

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Clan: ShadowClan

Rank: Leader

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Mentor: Sweetfall
Current Apprentice: N/a
Past Apprentice(s): Claim!

✯ Physical Description ✯

Physical Health (%): 90%

Build: Lithe, thin

Coat color and length: White with black spots, shorthair

Eyes: Green

Scars/Disabilities: Torn ear

Accessories(if true): N/a

Scent: Dry moss, mud

Voice: tbd
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Book description:

✯ Personal Description ✯

Mental Health (%): 89%

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✧ Positive Personality Traits
  ✧ Hardworking.
        He has always looked for how he can help others out. He will see a goal and work for it however he can. He             will also push other to work for a goal as well.
  ✧ Intelligent.
        Has always found a way out of tough situations using his mind. He lives by his wits. The wits he earned from his     days as a stray.

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✫ Neutral Personality Traits:
  ✫ Reserved.
       He has always been picky with friends. He is unforgiving, so staying his friend is difficult. Without much experience   as a friend, too, he never learned how to be a good friend.
  ✫ Strict.
        Training with Sweetfall taught him to be as strict as she. He expects his Clanmates to work, unless they really         can't. Everyone has the same standard, no exceptions. If you can work, you should be working.

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✬ Negative Personality Traits (at least 3):
  ✬ Unforgiving.
        Once you've messed up, you're really messed up. Nothing can reverse your mistake. Brookstar forgiving you is       rare, if not unheard of.
  ✬ Blunt.
        Not much to it. There's no reason to over-explain. It's a waste of time to say more than you need to.

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Favorites
Prey: Rat (brings back memories of hunting with Bear)
Time of Day: Evening
Thing to Do: Wander alone
Season: Autumn
Cat(s): mmmmmmmmmmm
Least Favorites:
Prey: Bird
Time of Day: Noon (too hot)
Thing to Do: Talk about past (makes him uncomfortable that he wasn't born in the Clans), fight
Season: Late winter/early spring (mother died)
Cat(s): Sweetfall,
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Likes:
Dislikes: being wet, the closed-in ThunderClan forest, Sweetfall, rulebreakers,

✯ History ✯
❈ Prologue: His mother didn't speak of it...

✶ Kitten: Brook was born to a sick mother along with his brother, Bear. They were all sick, weak and cold, his mother growing weaker every passing day. Song was determined, however, not to leave her kittens orphans. She taught them to hunt best she could, but most important, she taught them where to find housefolk to give them food. One day, a spring frost, they all got very sick. Song was sick already and very weak. She didn't make it. The brothers were both very upset. Brook was closer to his mother of the brothers, and he felt lost. Bear saw Brook's angst, and comforted his brother. They grew closer. Together, survived off generous people giving the strays food for a long time.
Bear soon grew interested in the forest beyond. He had heard rumors from the other strays of four great groups of cats, sometimes righteous and sometimes, in the stories, cruel. Bear wanted to meet them. 'It would be good for our reputation,' Bear would say, 'to have fought one off.' Bear convinced Brook to go with him into the forest. They wandered, nervous the whole time. The forest was full of strange creatures and noises. In ThunderClan, they were met by a patrol, offering fo them to stay in return of full loyalty; they would need to be back by Dawn of the next day to decide. They crossed the border to ShadowClan where they offered the same thing. They were torn; Brook found most comfort with the open land that he later learned was ShadowClan's land, while Bear preferred the shelter of the trees.
They split up. Brook was alone as he had ever been, but he pushed himself to be like his brother, open to the adventure that awaits him.

✷ Apprencice:

Brookpaw was apprenticed to Sweetfall, a she-cat with an ironic name, who Opalstar promised would be a good mentor to toughen him up. Though Sweetfall was a good teacher, skilled at her craft, she was brutal and tough. She kept telling him that he needed to get better. Their battle training was rough, but Sweetfall promised that he would become the finest of warriors. He grew into a strong, young tom in no time.
The other apprentices never liked him. He was different. He was strong, using his skills earned fending for himself and his brother for so long against them. But as Sweetfall trained him, he got even better. Using his wit, found strength, and newly established passion for winning to make his mentor proud, he would find a way to beat them almost every time. Their dislike grew to hate. They would deliberately mess him up in everything he would do.
He was more alone than when he left Bear. When Sweetfall confronted him about his more careless training, he told her of his loneliness. 'Perhaps she would understand,' Brookpaw had thought. Instead she was enraged. She lectured the scared apprentice on his incompetence. 'At this rate, you'll never be a strong warrior,' she would say. She trained him harder, rougher.
The passion for winning to make his mentor was replaced with fear. He feared of what she would do if he failed, if he wasn't the best warrior he could be. He feared about what she would do if he told anyone.
So he only trained harder. He hardened himself to the fear. Fear to a passionate hate.

✦ Adult:

A weight was lifted off his shoulders when he received his warrior name, Brookfur. He was no longer under Sweetfall's command. He could surround himself in the warriors who would respect him and be his friend. However, he found himself resentful and unforgiving. Unforgiving to the apprentices who caused him harm, unforgiving to his abusive mentor. He trained his apprentice how he saw was far more fair.
However, his unforgiving nature also gave him a fierceness for righteousness. This caught Opalstar's attention. At the retirement of the current deputy, Brookfur was appointed deputy. He was prideful in his new rank. He earned love and hate from the Clan. He relished both.
Brookfur, through his 33 moons of age at this point, had never seen a storm as powerful as the one to drive them out of their lands. He lived through times when the elements were so powerful it was like StarClan was trying to spite them. Though Opalstar was reluctant to leave her native land, he urged her to agree with the other leaders and move on.
The travel itself was long and tiresome. He watched his Clan struggle, but encouraged them to pull through, telling stories of the times he had needed to move on in the past, promising a safe land to settle down.
As Clans reached their new homes, he was grateful for the fresh soil, the new air. Here, he felt like he was the start of something big, not some outcast. It felt like home.
Opalstar lost her last life due to sickness. Brookfur traveled to become leader. He never saw himself as the figure he turned out to be; as a kit, he would just be a stray, always. But he felt the feelings of the whole Clan. He was a part of something. He promised himself, that night, he would be the best leader he could.
He noticed from a far that Sweetfall was given an apprentice, Whitepaw, given by Opalstar after seeing the success of her mentoring last time. The white tom was going through something similar to he, each day coming back to camp with white fur stained red. One day it got out of hand. Sweetfall returned to camp dragging Whitepaw, injured and near-dead. She claimed that he was just training and did not request for her to stop, only to keep going. Whitepaw died of blood loss.
Brookstar's first leaderly decision was to banish Sweetfall. Not a soul argued. She just shrugged and padded off.

+ More to be added in Roleplay +

✯ Relationships ✯

Mother(s): Song (dead)

Father(s): Unknown tom

Sibling(s): Beartalon, longhaired black tom with yellow eyes, ThunderClan. Brookstar is not aware his brother is alive.

Other family members:

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Relationship Status

Orientation: Aromantic, heterosexual

Preferences:

Looking for:

[ ] Too young

[ ] Not interested

[X] Flings

[X] Long relationships

[ ] Taken

•

Character relationships:

Bear(talon | ThunderClan | NPC
"I want to know he is okay. I don't want to speak to him, just to hear that he is alive, that he has survived apprenticeship is enough for me."

✯ Roleplay Info ✯

Time zone: MT

Preferred roleplay method (Skype, notes, chat, etc.): Notes, discord, skype, comments

Rating: anything but nsfw!
Battle rating:

[X] Scratch

[X] Small scar

[X] Torn ear

[X] Medium scratch

[ask] Torn-off ear
[X] Broken limb
[ask] Large scar
[ask] Kill

Rp example: Mayfly widened her eyes, realizing the size of the fish. Soon, she was snapped into reality by the splashing of icy water onto her face. She clamped her teeth on the fish's side, holding tight, hoping it would fall limp.

Description

He is here! I'm really excited for this group aaaah

✯ General Info ✯

Name: Brookstar

  Past names: Brook, Brookpaw, Brookfur, Brookstar

•

Sex: Male

Gender: Male

Age: 38 moons

Season of Birth: Late Winter

•

Clan: ShadowClan

Rank: Leader

•
Mentor: Sweetfall
Current Apprentice: N/a
Past Apprentice(s): Claim!

✯ Physical Description ✯

Physical Health (%): 90%

Build: Lithe, thin

Coat color and length: White with black spots, shorthair

Eyes: Green

Scars/Disabilities: Torn ear

Accessories(if true): N/a

Scent: Dry moss, mud

Voice: tbd
•
Book description:

✯ Personal Description ✯

Mental Health (%): 89%

•

✧ Positive Personality Traits
  ✧ Hardworking.
        He has always looked for how he can help others out. He will see a goal and work for it however he can. He             will also push other to work for a goal as well.
  ✧ Intelligent.
        Has always found a way out of tough situations using his mind. He lives by his wits. The wits he earned from his     days as a stray.

•

✫ Neutral Personality Traits:
  ✫ Reserved.
       He has always been picky with friends. He is unforgiving, so staying his friend is difficult. Without much experience   as a friend, too, he never learned how to be a good friend.
  ✫ Strict.
        Training with Sweetfall taught him to be as strict as she. He expects his Clanmates to work, unless they really         can't. Everyone has the same standard, no exceptions. If you can work, you should be working.

•

✬ Negative Personality Traits (at least 3):
  ✬ Unforgiving.
        Once you've messed up, you're really messed up. Nothing can reverse your mistake. Brookstar forgiving you is       rare, if not unheard of.
  ✬ Blunt.
        Not much to it. There's no reason to over-explain. It's a waste of time to say more than you need to.

•
Favorites
Prey: Rat (brings back memories of hunting with Bear)
Time of Day: Evening
Thing to Do: Wander alone
Season: Autumn
Cat(s): mmmmmmmmmmm
Least Favorites:
Prey: Bird
Time of Day: Noon (too hot)
Thing to Do: Talk about past (makes him uncomfortable that he wasn't born in the Clans), fight
Season: Late winter/early spring (mother died)
Cat(s): Sweetfall,
•
Likes:
Dislikes: being wet, the closed-in ThunderClan forest, Sweetfall, rulebreakers,

✯ History ✯
❈ Prologue: His mother didn't speak of it...

✶ Kitten: Brook was born to a sick mother along with his brother, Bear. They were all sick, weak and cold, his mother growing weaker every passing day. Song was determined, however, not to leave her kittens orphans. She taught them to hunt best she could, but most important, she taught them where to find housefolk to give them food. One day, a spring frost, they all got very sick. Song was sick already and very weak. She didn't make it. The brothers were both very upset. Brook was closer to his mother of the brothers, and he felt lost. Bear saw Brook's angst, and comforted his brother. They grew closer. Together, survived off generous people giving the strays food for a long time.
Bear soon grew interested in the forest beyond. He had heard rumors from the other strays of four great groups of cats, sometimes righteous and sometimes, in the stories, cruel. Bear wanted to meet them. 'It would be good for our reputation,' Bear would say, 'to have fought one off.' Bear convinced Brook to go with him into the forest. They wandered, nervous the whole time. The forest was full of strange creatures and noises. In ThunderClan, they were met by a patrol, offering fo them to stay in return of full loyalty; they would need to be back by Dawn of the next day to decide. They crossed the border to ShadowClan where they offered the same thing. They were torn; Brook found most comfort with the open land that he later learned was ShadowClan's land, while Bear preferred the shelter of the trees.
They split up. Brook was alone as he had ever been, but he pushed himself to be like his brother, open to the adventure that awaits him.

✷ Apprencice:

Brookpaw was apprenticed to Sweetfall, a she-cat with an ironic name, who Opalstar promised would be a good mentor to toughen him up. Though Sweetfall was a good teacher, skilled at her craft, she was brutal and tough. She kept telling him that he needed to get better. Their battle training was rough, but Sweetfall promised that he would become the finest of warriors. He grew into a strong, young tom in no time.
The other apprentices never liked him. He was different. He was strong, using his skills earned fending for himself and his brother for so long against them. But as Sweetfall trained him, he got even better. Using his wit, found strength, and newly established passion for winning to make his mentor proud, he would find a way to beat them almost every time. Their dislike grew to hate. They would deliberately mess him up in everything he would do.
He was more alone than when he left Bear. When Sweetfall confronted him about his more careless training, he told her of his loneliness. 'Perhaps she would understand,' Brookpaw had thought. Instead she was enraged. She lectured the scared apprentice on his incompetence. 'At this rate, you'll never be a strong warrior,' she would say. She trained him harder, rougher.
The passion for winning to make his mentor was replaced with fear. He feared of what she would do if he failed, if he wasn't the best warrior he could be. He feared about what she would do if he told anyone.
So he only trained harder. He hardened himself to the fear. Fear to a passionate hate.

✦ Adult:

A weight was lifted off his shoulders when he received his warrior name, Brookfur. He was no longer under Sweetfall's command. He could surround himself in the warriors who would respect him and be his friend. However, he found himself resentful and unforgiving. Unforgiving to the apprentices who caused him harm, unforgiving to his abusive mentor. He trained his apprentice how he saw was far more fair.
However, his unforgiving nature also gave him a fierceness for righteousness. This caught Opalstar's attention. At the retirement of the current deputy, Brookfur was appointed deputy. He was prideful in his new rank. He earned love and hate from the Clan. He relished both.
Brookfur, through his 33 moons of age at this point, had never seen a storm as powerful as the one to drive them out of their lands. He lived through times when the elements were so powerful it was like StarClan was trying to spite them. Though Opalstar was reluctant to leave her native land, he urged her to agree with the other leaders and move on.
The travel itself was long and tiresome. He watched his Clan struggle, but encouraged them to pull through, telling stories of the times he had needed to move on in the past, promising a safe land to settle down.
As Clans reached their new homes, he was grateful for the fresh soil, the new air. Here, he felt like he was the start of something big, not some outcast. It felt like home.
Opalstar lost her last life due to sickness. Brookfur traveled to become leader. He never saw himself as the figure he turned out to be; as a kit, he would just be a stray, always. But he felt the feelings of the whole Clan. He was a part of something. He promised himself, that night, he would be the best leader he could.
He noticed from a far that Sweetfall was given an apprentice, Whitepaw, given by Opalstar after seeing the success of her mentoring last time. The white tom was going through something similar to he, each day coming back to camp with white fur stained red. One day it got out of hand. Sweetfall returned to camp dragging Whitepaw, injured and near-dead. She claimed that he was just training and did not request for her to stop, only to keep going. Whitepaw died of blood loss.
Brookstar's first leaderly decision was to banish Sweetfall. Not a soul argued. She just shrugged and padded off.

+ More to be added in Roleplay +

✯ Relationships ✯

Mother(s): Song (dead)

Father(s): Unknown tom

Sibling(s): Beartalon, longhaired black tom with yellow eyes, ThunderClan. Brookstar is not aware his brother is alive.

Other family members:

•

Relationship Status

Orientation: Aromantic, heterosexual

Preferences:

Looking for:

[ ] Too young

[ ] Not interested

[X] Flings

[X] Long relationships

[ ] Taken

•

Character relationships:

Bear(talon | ThunderClan | NPC
"I want to know he is okay. I don't want to speak to him, just to hear that he is alive, that he has survived apprenticeship is enough for me."

✯ Roleplay Info ✯

Time zone: MT

Preferred roleplay method (Skype, notes, chat, etc.): Notes, discord, skype, comments

Rating: anything but nsfw!
Battle rating:

[X] Scratch

[X] Small scar

[X] Torn ear

[X] Medium scratch

[ask] Torn-off ear
[X] Broken limb
[ask] Large scar
[ask] Kill

Rp example: Mayfly widened her eyes, realizing the size of the fish. Soon, she was snapped into reality by the splashing of icy water onto her face. She clamped her teeth on the fish's side, holding tight, hoping it would fall limp.