#dirtface

Aliases / Nicknames: Vain Bastard, Pretty Boy, Dirt-for-Brains

Gender: tom

Sexuality: homosexual

Family: unnamed mother, unknown father, Violetpaw (sister), Dirtface (mate)

Other Relations: unnamed mentor, Silverpaw (apprentice), Dirtface (mate)

Clan: windclan

Rank: warrior

Characteristics: kills those that annoy him, a vain and shallow tom who mistreats everyone he meets

Number of Victims: 14

Number of Murders: 1

Murder Method: pushing off cliff

Known Victims: Silverpaw, Dirtface, Violetpaw

Victim Profile: cats he believes are uglier than himself, his sister, his mate, his apprentice

Cause of Death: adder bite, trapped with an adder, killed by an apprentice

Cautionary Tale: vanity will destroy you, and hubris will seal your fate

Story: 

Batpaw always believed himself to be the prettiest cat within the Clan, grooming himself near constantly.

Violetpaw didn’t think the same way. She would call him vain and make fun of his obsession with his beauty. Batpaw hated it, he hated it the most out of anything he’d ever hated, and he hated a lot of things.

One day, when near the gorge, Batpaw and Violetpaw found themselves alone, and Violetpaw decided to play up the teasing, not noticing when Batpaw reared on her lividly, and headbutted her off the cliff. Batpaw watched her body hit a rock and with a sickening crack, go limp. He couldn’t care less, the thing he hated most was finally gone. He groomed himself and carried on with his life, pretending that he had no clue what had happened to Violetpaw.

Life continued on, and eventually he was named Batear, and given his apprentice, Silverpaw. Silverpaw was a rude little scrap. He reminded Batear of Violetpaw. Batear retaliated in his own way, making snide comments about his fur and "how matted it is" or how annoying his meow was. Silverpaw hated Batear, and Batear hated Silverpaw.

They continued on for a while, Batear neglected to teach Silverpaw how to properly hunt or fight, resulting in his apprenticeship being dragged out an unfairly long time. During this time, he met Dirtface, a meek tom with a tendency to overpraise the ones he loved. 

Batear loved the attention Dirtface gave him, and Dirtface was too blind to see Batear didn’t truly love him. So whilst Silverpaw and Batear fought and scrapped like unruly kits, Dirtface and Batear pretended to be a perfect couple as per Batear’s demands.

It had been too long since Silverpaw was named an apprentice, and he was tired of it, he knew there was only one way to receive his warrior name, and by Starclan he would do it. 

As he went out on patrol with Batear, he lead him unknowingly to his demise.

Batear stopped to groom his tail, and whilst he was distracted, Silverpaw pushed him into an abandoned fox den and blocked the entrance. Batear clawed the stone that trapped him, before he heard a hiss and felt a sharp sting in one of his legs. He cursed his apprentice out one last time, and as he went into shock, he thought of his be-hated sister, and hoped he wouldn’t see her in Starclan.

When he was judged, and sentenced to roam the Dark Forest, he let out a yowl, and refused to co-operate, so the Starclan cats cursed him, and as he was shoved over the border, he yelped as his body began to contort and mutilate itself. 

His tail ripped itself apart and hastily was melded together again as it reformed into a snake, his jaw twisted and was wrenched apart to make room for his new twisted gnarled teeth. His fur fell out and his paws turned into horrid claws. Batear cried when he saw himself in the deep lake, and ran away from all the other cats, vowing an afterlife of solitude and useless attempts to groom his matted pelt.

Additonal Information:

--Submission by @ribbonzregretz​

--He was actually judged by Violetpaw, and was refused access to Starclan by her because she held that grudge and never let go

--Violetpaw often taunts him from across the border, Batear just cries and tries to hide himself