Posts by BLACKBEAR.

ahh ditto rinnie

I remember one time in 8th when i was super nervous to present so my lisp accidentally came out

it definitely wasnt fun lol

Dog teeth weren't all he's ever known. He knew there were a lot of animals other there that could serve as amazing claw reinforcements, the harder part was getting them down. Many members were going for birds and all of the sort but he was thinking bigger like adders or regular snakes. Of course they could only be found in the forest half the time but that didn't discourage him. Maybe one day he'd be able to go into the forest again and take down an adder. The last time he went into the forest was when he got lost and ended up in fourtrees. The brown tabby was a curious cat, wondering about what was beyond into the forest besides the annoying clans. He knew there was the place where the Tribe resided as well but that required going near the forest clans and right now that was something he wanted to avoid unless it was to cause mischief, and a lot of it.

Speaking of mischief, no Diabolos wasn't really causing any per say but he was definitely up and about in the city, crossing dusty streets and pondering his next mischievous attack on the borders of the forest clans. Diabolos flicked his tail as he turned the corner, padding over to the park and climbing up the nearest tree. He observed the humans with watchful eyes, watching as they were up to their normal weird customs. Why were humans so weird? He rolled his shoulders back and steadied his tail as he balanced himself on the outstretch of a branch, claws digging into the bark to hold his balance. He turned his head to see a kit in the distance being bothered by a human. He's definitely seen her around but he never really formally met or introduced himself to her. Carefully, he steadied himself along the branch as he padded to the main part and climbed down, leaping onto the floor of the park. The Inferior watched as she caught the kestrel neatly and instantly he was impressed. He stopped watching her for a brief moment to move behind a tree to stay out of the sight of humans, swinging his head from side to side to check before turning his attention back to the scene with Icykit. She was gone.

He blinked before shrugging his shoulders. Where ever she went, hopefully she was alright. He padded out of the park and padded the streets, padding along fences and walking along the streets. He watched out for cars and humans on occasion. The sun was a little bit lower when he arrived back at the hotel, yawning as he padded inside before noticing Icykit, so she did make it back okay. He flicked his ears as he listened to her before padding over to her and looking over her kill and then her newly reinforced claws. Ah so she also chose a bird. His claws right now were just plain old dog teeth. Along the line he'd replace them but definitely not right now. "Nice catch, I'm impressed." He approved in a complimenting tone. For such a young age, she did a pretty good job. Maybe Hollow would one day impress him like that, not that he didn't already have a lot of pride in his adopted daughter.

All the points Ambersplash were true and he felt himself loosen up a bit. He eyed the warrior briefly before turning to the other apprentice in a whirl of instant fury, tail lashing and fur bristling as the fur on his neck raised. How dare he accuse them of murder. When the voting went up again, his fur slowly slipped back into a relaxed state as he then eyed Doestar. Thats right, she wasn't too keen on seeing the body of a respectable warrior and had basically disregarded it as crowfood. His pale green eyes watched the leader thoughtfully and carefully, listening to their arguments and points before lashing his tail and curling his lips into a snarl. "I vote Doestar."

Diabolos wasn't surprised when he began to smirk and not even show an inch of surprise that he was captured. He heard rumors of the mad god, rumors that he was just completely mad through and through and so far those rumors didn't seem to be fake, so far they seemed completely accurate. Reinforced claws tapped against the creaking floor of the hotel lobby, pale green eyes boring into Tigerscar's. He couldn't deny that he wanted to see what made this former BloodClan leader and traitor a force to be reckoned with. He had never heard the history of Tigerscar as Sheogorath. He couldn't lie, he envied the mad king for leaving such an amazing legacy to be able to go down in history. He wanted to definitely do something like that, he wanted to go down in history and be known for something great. He could see that Sheogorath was mad by the way he was talking now, did he even regret a single thing he did to his former home, abandoning them and then tricking their leader, the one he appointed, and sneaking RiverClan cats to get back their prisoner? He watched Tigerscar a moment more before assessing his answer with low regard.

"You sound mad." His voice was stale and carried no anger or any hint of it. That was the point he assumed, to sound mad to people on the outside. He flicked his tail for one of the guards to move over a little bit before striking out reinforced claws and aiming to make contact with any part of the tabby face that he could. "Why did you betray your home?" He questioned, lifting his chin and beckoning for the NPC guard to move back into position.

/ ah its fine

Diabolos hadn't expected what happened next. He continued to tear through his prey until it was mostly bone, occasionally looking up to see if any cats were watching him with a hungry look in which he would reply with a fixed glare that screamed warning. He curled his tail to his side in a protective gesture before returning to his meal and finishing it off with a quick few gulps. He looked at the bones and began to mess the order of them up, boredly attempting to put them back together in the right order. It definitely took him a lot of trial and error before it finally began to look like a mouse before he unsheathed his claws in a startled gesture, snapping back to the cats around him as Taboa spoke. He turned his head to look up at her, giving a respectful nod in greeting. He hadn't expected her to move from her perch in which why it startled him so much to hear a sudden voice. Not only that but he was lost in his own puzzle, trying to figuring out what mouse bones went where.

He looked back at the bones as he sheathed his claws again, relaxing his fur and thudding heart as it pounded roughly in his chest. The tabby cat pushed the mouse bones aside and sat up to match the calico's height, tail flicking steadily side to side. He knew his father was a close friend of Taboa but had never gotten the chance to talk to her or really approach her outside of formalities. It never really occured to him much but maybe would be a good time to get to know her outside of all the clan politics and so on. "Yep, that's me." He confirmed, giving a small smile before it faded as he opened his jaws to give his next answer. "Ah I would say I'm doing good, how about you?" There was no doubt an increase of interest in his voice, ears twitching curiously. He couldn't deny it, he was curious to know if she was happy or strained or sad or even just not having an alright day. He also had so many questions like if leadership was straining or fun, or like if she loved being in BloodClan.

His pale green eyes studied her for a brief moment, just wondering.

ShadowClan, a clan he never really took an interest in knowing. He knew that ShadowClan was in their favor of an alliance just like the Tribe is, but other than that he never really cared about interacting with them. To him, a forest clan was a forest clan regardless of them being allies or not. He saw them all the same way and nothing really changed that. The tabby padded over to stand next to his father, flicking his tail in silent greeting as he looked at Octavia curiously.

NAME DIABOLOS | DIABLO, DIA

GENDER male | masculine pronouns

AGE eight months physically | 12 months mentally | ages first of every month

SEXUALITY panromantic pansexual | leans towards females

ALLIANCE + RANK trad. bloodclan | inferior

FORMER ALLIANCES + RANKS n/a

TITLES n/a

UNOFFICIAL TITLES n/a

— VOICECLAIM jesse rutherford

— FACECLAIM blackbear, jesse rutherford

[BIRTH BODY] | domestic feline | health 90%

diabolos is a dark brown chocolate tabby with his fur carrying a slight russet hue to it. it's pretty dark compared to most brown tabbies, his stripes being pretty much black. his mouth is white and that white goes down to his chest and expands closer to his neck before getting thinner as it goes down his chest and then stops right before the middle of his chest. his paws are white and it's white up until the middle of his legs. along with the other white spots, he has a white tail tip. the fur inside his two ears are white. the rim of his ears and all around it is black like his stripes, the only part not being black is the inside of his ears.

his body frame is more on the muscular side. he is slightly taller than average and has a long slightly bushy tail with a kink [bend/bent] at the end of it. he is average when it comes to the scale of fluffy and shorthair, leaning a bit more to the fluffy side. finally, he has a pale pink nose that has a few black spots on the right side of it, pale green eyes, and claws reinforced with dog teeth.

ACCESSORIES reinforced claws [dog teeth]

REFERENCE ONE

REFERENCE TWO

REFERENCE THREE

NEGATIVE TRAITS brash, short-tempered, image-obsessed, slightly self-conceded, mischievous, manipulative, judgmental

NEUTRAL TRAITS minor emotional disassociation, blunt

POSITIVE TRAITS fiercely loyal, determined, logical [head over heart], a bit sentimental, sympathetic towards family

— NOTES

• will turn into an emotional mess when he thinks he's not being loyal

• fiercely loyal to his clan and family

• he will do anything to prove himself, even murdering a kit or elder

• does not believe in starclan or the warrior code, he thinks it just produces weak cats

• not that sympathetic to cats outside of his family

• always questioning the past and what could of happened had he done things differently

PARENTS wolfsbane xx roisin

SIBLINGS sirenpaw, emerys, tba

OTHER RELATIONS leonidas [uncle], moccasin [aunt], umbra [grandmother]

OFFSPRING hollowkit [adopted daughter]

ROMANTIC INTEREST n/a

MATE n/a

FRIENDS his family

ENEMIES sheogorath, citylights

DISLIKES peachmoon [thinks she's a pushover], minka [for trying to defend citylights], stag that faces hunter [just doesn't trust him at all]

MENTORED BY taboa

CURRENTLY MENTORING n/a

CREATION DATE october 1, 2017

BIRTH DATE february 1, 2017

yeah i don't mind! i may make it tomorrow though since i don't have my computer

The darker pelted feline was beginning to make his way over, pale green eyes lurking before he padded through the entrance and into the hotel room. He sat next to Hollowkit, flicking his tail at her in greeting before he turned to look at Taboa and listen respectfully, sitting up straight and watching with curious eyes. It wasn't long until she began to speak and cats began to fill the room to listen to what their leader had to say. He lifted his head at the mention of deputy and instantly turned his head to Scarecrow, nodding to him in congratulations. The guy deserved it, but he wished he could get to know him more. "Congratulations." He called out with a wave of his paw. He then looked over to watch Ai enter, curious as to who she would choose for her apprentice.

Ever since he was born, he bared the name of Diabolos. Did he really like the name? Yeah sure, but he wasn't really all that attached to it. He didn't really like the name, sure it sounded fierce but it definitely didn't sound like him. It made his heart drop every time someone called him by that name and he couldn't help but wonder what else he could be known as. Would his father approve of the sudden name change? Would anyone approve of it? Normally Diabolos didn't like to worry or make a fuss out of what other people thought, but right now he was lost in them. Thoughts. Thoughts that swarmed and threatened to overpower him like a million cats racing at him in a battle. Is this what it's like to feel so conflicted that you feel whatever you choose would make a huge impact on his life? The Inferior was growing restless just from the thoughts about his name. What would anyone else think about his name? He had been wanting to change it for a while now and he knew with the meeting being passed, that this was the time. It was the time to do it. He was sure of his decision and confident in him self. Or at least, he would try to give off that vibe. The dark tabby tom leap down from his broken down bed, looking over his shoulder to eye it before padded towards the hotel lobby, eyes scanning to see who remained.

The Inferior felt somewhat nervous, but of course he pushed it down in favor of looking regal and mighty. He sat down, curling his tail over his paws. For a moment, his words wouldn't leave his throat, stuck in there as if there was something blocking him. For once he felt like Lorcan, not able to speak but of course not out of something you're born with, but out of fright. He couldn't help but second guess himself before pushing it down and lifting his head, pushing away his fear and nodding to himself in reassurance. "You all probably know me as Diabolos, but I'd like to change my name." He paused there, words at first shaky but then smoothening themselves out to an even and steady tone. Did they need an explanation as to why he was doing what he's doing? Probably not. "I'd like to be known as Blackbear." He didn't know why, but the name truly appealed to him. An animal that was strong and fierce while still being something that he liked and thought went well with him. Would others accept the decision just as he accepted it?