#clawbear

Primroseflower wakes up to nudging. “Hey. Hey Primy wake up.”

Primrose: “what are you— OH MY GOD”

--Batlight hanging from a tree

--Grouse and Alder playing ball with Myrtle’s head, while headless Myrtle cuddles with his kids

--Loonfur sits ominously in the shadows with her eyes glowing

--Gorseheart sitting in a tree, screeching

--Clawbear pulling on Gorseheart’s tail, thinking it’s a game or something

--Emberdawn swatting at Clawbear (or laughing)

--Novice racing to stop Clawbear

--Sparktail setting something on fire (probably spreading onto unsuspecting Jackdawfoot)

--Basiltooth showing Smalljump his bugs, who is TREMBLING

who is bigger? ‘cause I like the idea that Clawbear is but he bends his head to level with Novice (like how a bear sometimes looks, like this guy https://www.bing.com/images/search?view=detailV2&ccid=DaIIed8A&id=2738709D77DC00FF1C967E6AA9D596C533D5AA6F&thid=OIP.DaIIed8Azse188EiuUKtRwHaDt&mediaurl=https%3A%2F%2Fs10014.cdn.ncms.io%2Fd14%2Fwp-content%2Fuploads%2F2020%2F10%2Fthumbnail-d61bc788e1a411ea8f700e738d4b8abf.jpeg&cdnurl=https%3A%2F%2Fth.bing.com%2Fth%2Fid%2FR.0da20879df00cec7b5f3c122b942ad47%3Frik%3Db6rVM8WW1alqfg%26pid%3DImgRaw%26r%3D0&exph=900&expw=1800&q=bear&simid=608013313419187359&form=IRPRST&ck=348ED5B4492341F3D16E0CE98CCDBF52&selectedindex=7&ajaxhist=0&ajaxserp=0&vt=0&sim=11 )

Aliases / Nicknames: Bear, Brute, Bearbrute, All Brawns, No Brains, Birdbrain

Gender: tom

Sexuality: bisexual-greysexual

Family: unnamed mother, unnamed father

Other Relations: (mentor, father)

Clan: Windclan

Rank: warrior

Characteristics: kills own Clanmates in battle for the thrill

Number of Victims: 5

Number of Murders: 5

Murder Method: tearing throat, snapping neck

Known Victims: five unnamed warriors

Cause of Death: face impaled by rock, killed by a Riverclan warrior

Cautionary Tale: ??

Story:

Spoiled silly by his parents, he was raised to believe that nothing he did could ever be wrong. Due to said parents being the leader and deputy, his Clanmates weren’t quick to argue with this assumption.

He became a giant bully, and a literal giant. He threw his weight around often, using it to hurt and intimidate fellow kits, then fellow apprentices, and still fellow warriors. 

His favourite thing to do was pin a Clanmate down until they said something he wanted, words like ‘pinecone,’ or sentences like ‘Clawbear is superior to me in every way.’

It, of course, didn’t make him very popular, but it was fun for him, so why stop? His parents sometimes punished him, but that was mainly to appease their Clanmates. The punishments were never serious, just bad enough to satisfy.

He was roughly middle-aged when it became rather boring. It was routine, now, no fun. 

Then, during a battle with Shadowclan, a strange urge surged him toward a Clanmate waiting to pounce, hidden from everyone behind a rock. They were Windclan, loyal to him. But still....

He didn’t think it through, leaping down and snapping their neck in an instant. He yowled fake anguish, claiming it to be a Shadowclan warrior, although everyone was already assuming that.

He didn’t know why he did it, and he didn’t care. It felt amazing. It wasn’t the same as killing an enemy in battle-- that was something anyone could do, and it was justifiable. But killing your own Clanmate, someone who trusts you? So close to being seen by others, no less!

It was exciting, exhilarating! He spoke to his parents often, hinting, or really complaining about the lack of battles. They were quick to listen. They targeted Shadowclan, Riverclan, even sometimes Thunderclan across fourtrees. Every time, he killed his own Clanmate just tail-lengths from the others. Once, in a really heated fight, he killed one right there and then in plain sight before quickly dashing away. No one noticed!

But focusing so much on hurting his own warriors came with the consequence of forgetting the enemy was even there. During one battle with Riverclan, distracted by watching his next target, a Riverclanner managed to sneak up and plunge him into the water, subsequently plunging a sharp rock through his face.

Additional Information:

--Yes it is a play on bearclaw.

--Like Primroseflower, Clawbear is honestly just a giant idiot, but x100. He has a single brain cell bouncing around his head.

--The rock sticks in one side of his face and out the other.

Claw and Nov cuddle and it’s like like