#darkscar

Giantstar

Aliases / Nicknames: The Dreaded Giantstar

Gender: male

Sexuality: unsure

Family: unknown mother, unknown father

Other Relations: unnamed mentor, unnamed apprentice, Darkscar (deputy, best friend)

Clan: Mireclan 

Rank: Leader

Characteristics: kills to take down the other Clans, prideful, Brash, makes decisions at the spur of the moment

Number of Victims: 7

Number of Murders: 6

Murder Method: luring a bear to Nobleclans camp

Known Victims: unnamed Mireclan members

Victim Profile: the other, ‘inferior’ Clans

Cause of Death: mauled to death by bear

Cautionary Tale: there must be only six clans, attempt to change this, and you will be punished severely

Story:

Mireclan was starving.

They needed more territory.

Sleekfeather reported a bear roaming near the Clans.

Giantstar never thought much through.

He was the brains of the duo.

That was what he told himself.

‘We will threaten the clans with the bear, and we can take their territory!’

He told his best friend his plan.

He didn't mean for it to go that badly.

He didn't mean for Darkscar to die.

He missed Darkscar.

Did he blame him?

Darkscar

Aliases / Nicknames: Lackey, Dimwit

Gender: male

Sexuality: unsure

Family: unknown mother, unknown father

Other Relations: unnamed mentor, Giantstar (best friend)

Clan: Mireclan

Rank: deputy

Characteristics: kills to take out the other Clans, prideful, follower

Number of Victims: 7

Number of Murders: 7 (indirectly)

Murder Method: luring a bear to Nobleclans camp

Known Victims: unnamed Mireclan members

Victim Profile: other Clan cats, Mireclan (accidently)

Cause of Death: mauled to death by bear

Cautionary Tale: while not a cautionary tale, a story was passed to explain what had occurred to cause Lightclan and Caveclan to flee from their territories, and why they had isolated themselves for so long

Story: 

Many cats have heard the story of the Dreaded Giantstar, who almost single handedly ran off both Lightclan and Caveclan. 

Giantstar had a lackey though, his best friend, Darkscar. Giantstar had been the brains of the duo since they were apprentices, so when he suggested to Darkscar a plan to increase Mireclan's territory and get rid of the other Clans, Darkscar was intrigued. 

At the next gathering, Giantstar gave the Clans an ultimatum: leave or die. Lightclan and Caveclan got the message, one leaving entirely while the other hid deep in the mountains of their territory. However, Nobleclan was not as willing to back down as the others. So Giantstar and Darkscar hatched a plan: lure a bear with honey towards Nobleclan's camp, and let nature take it's course. 

What they didn't account for, was the bear choosing to target Mireclan instead. The bear got to Giantstar and Darkscar first, then chased the rest of Mireclan across a log bridge, finally dying as the log bridge snapped under its weight, but not before taking out six more cats in the process. 

Additonal Information: 

--Submission by @sunshadesfrozensky​

--Darkscar arrived at the Dark Forest, he was upset. He had followed Giantstar all his life, only for it to have gotten them both killed. He doesn't go near Giantstar's side of the forest anymore, That's where the bear spirit's roam, forever taunting Giantstar.

--Not only cats roam the Dark Forest, it is also home to any creature who's committed atrocities in their lives. Most of the bear spirits enjoy taunting Giantstar, he really thought he could control one of them? A laughable mistake. (sunshade’s AU)

--Their designs are amazing, I especially like Giantstar’s!

The sky turns enchanting when the sun is still going down. Shades of orange, green and blue flood into it from horizon to horizon, a hemospectrum painted on the sky. Dualscar’s memories exist solely in this time, the liminal spaces of the other memories crashing together met with a constant, gorgeous sunset, the eternal beginning to a night that never came.

On his deck, activities are still not happening; he got up earlier than the skeleton crew he was required, and he keeps himself trapped in the last memory; sunset, still sea, sails furled. The sea is still enough that, in this space after death, he can walk across it, into other memories, into a cavern full of grubs that only remember being grubs, into a clownpound by the sea where no one knew his name.

Usually, he sequesters himself on the ship, but when Darkleer makes the trek, he doesn’t complain. He sits leaning against the railing and completing whatever tasks he’s set out for himself, more and more of which center around the times when Darkleer does come for a visit, even if more often than not he just settles down beside him, knee almost touching, a breeze he brings with him in memories making his hair tickle against Dualscar’s face.

“Do you want to come with me?” He asks, long ago having forgone the usual greetings someone of his class would give and get. “To my hive, I mean.”

His hand creeps over, rests lightly on the deck, his pinkie and palm pressed to Dualscar’s. “Why?” He turns, closes his hand as much as he can around Darkleer’s hand.

“We have time.” He says, turning his hand over and so, so carefully returning the hold. “We have the thing that other trolls in-- Other trolls, I guess, usually don’t have as much of. Time.”

He sweats, his throat working to try and swallow, and Dualscar smirks, his clouded eye closing in a wink. “Didn’t know you missed me that much.” The teasing makes him sweat worse, but that’s fine. Dualscar turns, his leg cramping as he does from sitting so long, and brushes some of that long, smooth hair aside to kiss the corner of his mouth. “How old were you?”

“Th-thirty-two.” He stutters, licking his lips. He lets his head be turned towards Dualscar’s. “How old were you?”

darkscar

Aliases / Nicknames: The Gullible Apprentice

Gender: male

Sexuality: questioning

Family: unknown mother, Cedarstar (father)

Other Relations: unnamed mentor, Darkscar (Dark Forest mentor), Sparrowface (grandmother), Spottedstone (great-uncle)

Clan: Nobleclan

Rank: apprentice

Characteristics: trained with a Dark Forest warrior, gullible

Number of Victims: 0

Number of Murders: 0

Murder Method: N/A

Method of Harm: N/A

Known Victims: N/A

Victim Profile: N/A

Cause of Death: died in the dark forest, snapped his neck

Cautionary Tale: never walk with the shadows, lest you be trapped to the dark forever

Story: 

Brindlepaw was raised solely by his father, Cedarstar, as his mother had passed away shortly after his birth. 

He was quite timid and followed his friend, Sunpaw, wherever-- often being dragged along into trouble because of her. One day, they snuck out of camp and wandered far away. They came across a scraggly grey spotted tom. The tom told them of a way to become stronger, so they listened, dreaming into the Dark Forest. 

The tom introduced himself as Spottedstone, and he was joined by an ancient Dark forest spirit, a tom by the name of Darkscar. Darkscar had been chosen to train them. However, when Darkscar chased the two apprentices up a tree, they had failed to notice a very weak branch, and Brindlepaw had jumped onto it. 

The branch collapsed under the apprentice's weight and he fell to the ground, snapping his neck and spine on impact. Sunpaw had woken up, praying it was a dream, only to be greeted with the mangled body of her friend next to her. She ran as fast as she could back to her Clan and broke down, the sight of her friend's body proved to be too much for her, so she imminently requested to be a medicine cat apprentice instead. 

Due to Brindlepaw dying in the Dark Forest, he was forced to roam there forever. At least he has his grandma there to comfort him.

Additonal Information: 

--Submission by @sunshadesfrozensky​

--Darkscar was the deputy of the dreaded Giantstar, who had attempted to lure a bear to Nobleclans camp, only for it to backfire and kill him and his deputy instead.

He could snap you in half, but he doesn’t flinch away when you grab his hair. Softer. Not enough to hurt. He looks down at you apologetically. “I’m sorry.”

You suck in a sharp breath, his blue eyes are all big and soft and you want to kiss him. “You’re fine. I just worry.” You lie, kissing him. He accepts it, his arms looping behind your back. “I should have contacted you. I’m sorry. I overreacted. I get a little, uh.”

The Art of Warcraft Film - DarkScar