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TBT | Beetlebelly | Windclan Warrior

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:new:Edit 12/5/15 - Updated his application to the new one with new art!!! Also updated his history.
Edit 1/4/15 - Updated history, personality and relationships.
Edit 12/2/14 - Updated his application to the new one, redrew him, and thanks to volleyballs's help he now has a new (more original) design!!
Edit 5/31/14 - My little baby's finally a warrior <3 Ahh my god I'm so proud ;_____; 


Name: Beetlekit | Beetlepaw | Beetlebelly 

Name Meanings:
Beetle- Most cats believe he is named beetle because he waddles and stumbles like a beetle when he walks. But he was originally named because of his black little nose that reminded his parents of a beetle.
Belly- For his fat belly, and how it reminds cats of a beetle
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Age: 41 Moons [12/4/15]
Gender: Male
Breed: Turkish Angora / Norwegian Forest Cat
Clan: Windclan
Rank: Warrior
Past Mentor: Rowanheart

Book Description: Skinny Heavy, white tom with amber eyes, black freckles, and a tortoiseshell tail. Stiff-boned.

[ Personality ]

Tenacious | Ambitious | Insecure | Gullible | Respectful | Protective

--TENACIOUS--
Or persistent. Beetlebelly doesn't let his disease stop him. It may slow this warrior down, but Beetlebelly works his hardest so that he may be a great Windclan warrior when he grows up. No matter what task he is given, he works endlessly to complete it, no matter how tired he is. Even when he's stuck at the tail end of a patrol, or even stuck in camp, he'll find something useful to do with his weaknesses.

--AMBITIOUS--
Beetlebelly wishes to be the greatest Windclan cat who ever has and will live. Next to his brother, anyways. These dreams will probably never become reality, but this doesn't stop the cat from chasing his dreams. He'll go to almost any extent of self exertion to make others proud. While Beetlebelly is full aware that he'll never be regarded as the best, he dreams that one day he will be a greatly revered senior warrior, and he plans to succeed in living to the age appropriate for elders to become elders.

--INSECURE--
Under all of his ambition, Beetlebelly is a very insecure cat. His disabilities and weight make him feel terrible about himself, which is why he tries so hard to make up for his incredible lack of speed, in strength and endurance. Beetlebelly rarely shows his insecurities to anyone but his brother. When others tease him for being weaker or slower than them, he becomes very upset and angry towards others, but will hold out throwing a fit until he's in private or with a close friend.

--GULLIBLE--
Another trait working against his ambitious qualities is Beetlebelly's gullible little mind. Beetlebelly isn't the "dumb" gullible, he wouldn't do things without reason, and when cats try to give him easier tasks because of his legs, he's well aware of what they're doing. But he does believe some things, and follow some orders blindly if they have any bit of sense behind them. He is often tricked into fake friendships.

--RESPECTFUL--
Beetlebelly is a very kind young cat. He respects almost any cat that's older than him, as long as they're not disrespectful or rude to him. He makes sure to never disrespect a warrior, or any cat of higher rank than that. He thinks very highly of the clan leaders and medicine cats especially, no matter what clan, or how they treat him.

--PROTECTIVE--
Beetlebelly has very few cats who he genuinely cares about, or that care about him. These cats are the ones he would defend with his life (though it probably wouldn't take very long to get past him). Rather than fighting with claws, he'll fight with what smarts he has, he'll fight with words, most the time.

[ Stats ]

Attack- Because Beetlepaw can't balance very well on only his weak back paws, he has poor aim and weak attack. If he can get balanced well, though, he has a very powerful forepaw swipe.

Tactics- Beetlepaw is best at tactics. After many moons of training, he has mastered ways of thinking quickly enough so that is legs aren't a disadvantage so much.

Speed- Beetlepaw is cursed with hip dysplasia, making his hind legs severely arthritic. He has trouble moving very fast, and is one of the slowest cats in Windclan, next to the elders. (He's as slow as chubby ol' Riverclan cats!) Lack of ability to run has made him unfit, and he gains weight easier than a Windclanner normally would.

Endurance- Beetlepaw tires easily when forced to run, but in battle and training, he can hold up fairly well. He gets breathless easily, though.

Strength- Beetlepaw uses his front paws for everything, making them much stronger than his hind legs. If he could actually land a decent hit, he could probably land a cat unconscious. He likes to help with carrying and lifting things.


[ Brief Backstory ]

.::.-BEFORE BIRTH-.::.

An across the border crush soon turned into a full blown relationship. Timberstripe, a muscular tom, fell for Frostface, a lithe windclan she-cat. The two met at a full moon gathering. It was love at first sight for Timberstripe. She was glorious, a beautiful coat, perfect, glowing eyes. They began talking often, every gathering. Whenever they spotted eachother on the borders. Frostface began to fall in love with him. Eventually, Frostface suggested they meet in private. Timberstripe agreed, and after that, every 3rd night they would meet, spending the night alone together under the stars. One cool leaf-fall meeting, Frostface came to meet her love. Timberstripe noticed she seemed a bit distracted. He asked her until she finally confessed, telling him she was expecting his kits. He was very excited, but when she asked if he would come to Windclan to raise them with her, he refused. They continued seeing eachother, though. Frostface understood Timberstripe's reasoning for not wanting to leave his home.
Timberstripe sat at the border one cold leaf-bare night, waiting for his love to come visit, but instead, a small Windclan patrol came, tails bushed. "Frostface is having her kits! She said you'd be here, she wants you to come right away!" One of them said. The patrol of four raced back across the moore, and reluctantly, the Windclan cats let Timberstripe into the nursery.
Blood stained the nursery floor, but his mate welcomed him, weakly. The kits sat beside her attempting to drink her milk. A second queen stood off to the side, watching the scene with a solemn expression. The two sat together for a moment, looking at the kits in awe. They named them together. Then Frostface turned to Timberstripe, whispered her love, and passed out.
Frostface died from blood loss just after her kit's birth.

.::.-KITHOOD-.::.

The queen who had been sharing the nursery with late Frostface decided to foster the newborn kittens. Timberstripe decided to stay in Windclan to raise his children, feeling they deserved to know at least one of their real parents. The kits never really understood what had happened to their real mom. Beetlekit grew very close to Timberstripe, but was sad that he was always outcast, and seemed to be depressed most of the time.
Cats noticed right away that there was something wrong with Beetlekit. He walked in a goofy fashion, his back legs seemed to always be strained, and heavy for him to lift. He couldn't play like the other kittens could, and would often sit or stand in place, trying to bat at the other kits as they ran past him. The cats simply called it "stiff-boned". The medicine cat could do nothing to cure it, only give herbs and hope that Beetlekit's pain would go away, or lessen at least.
As Beetlekit grew older, he noticed that he wasn't like the other cats, who ran freely and gracefully. The kit began to work harder to fit in, helped by his brother, Ratkit, and Timberstripe, he explored the camp more, and made an effort to join in when the others played games. He had a feeling he may never be normal, but he wanted to be like his father, strong, brave, even if he couldn't run as fast or play as hard.

.::.-APPRENTICESHIP-.::. 

A few days after Beetlepaw and Ratpaw were named apprentices, their father announced he was moving back to Thunderclan. He didn't fit in with the Windclan cats, and his kits didn't need him any longer.
Beetlepaw was heartbroken by his father's leaving, and turned to his brother for comfort. The two became inseparable. As Beetlepaw began his training, more and more cats took notice of his disability. He was clumsy, and slow. He always winced in pain on patrols, and could never catch a single rabbit, or jump for a single bird. It battle training, he was always beaten by the others, except his brother, who every once in a while would play it easy for him.
Beetlepaw became very insecure by the mocking of others, because he was different. Half-clan and disabled weren't a very good mix. Beetlepaw became determined to be better than the others, and formed an ambition to become the strongest cat in all the clans.
Beetlepaw and Ratpaw are now only a couple moons away from being made warriors. Since his training began, Beetlepaw has gained a large bunch of extra weight. He's also found that he's a closet gay. He usually keeps this to himself, but it's not hard to fluster him and he's gullible enough for the truth to be teased from him.

When the plague set across the clans, Beetlepaw was horrified to find out his brother had been cursed with the sickness. Their apprentice ceremony was put off for many moons, and the apprentices weren't given their warrior names until they were much, much older than the regular apprentice. Beetlepaw found himself loosing hope he would ever become a warrior, and his worry for his brother became worse and worse.

.::.-YOUNG WARRIOR-.::. ...so far...

Around their 21st moon of life, Beetlepaw woke to find his brother feeling somewhat better than he had the past moons of sickness. Beetlepaw and Ratpaw were rounded up in this time, their leader taking advantage of Ratpaw's feeling better. Beetlepaw stood proudly and surprised when he received his warrior name - Beetlebelly.
Ratjaw recovered soon after a cure was discovered, and Beetlebelly rejoiced in his brother being cured completely. With the cold season coming around again to lock up his joints, and badgers invading the territory, Beetlebelly was forced to stay in camp more often than he was let out.

All was well for the two new warriors for several moons after their ceremony. Beetlebelly could ignore his joints well enough, and Ratjaw updated him on what was happening in the territory. But alas...not all would end well for the brothers. Only days before the clans had to flee the territories, Ratjaw went missing. In a panic, Beetlebelly fled camp, and spent days searching for his brother, walking the shores to search the water, walking the borders to bother patrols. "Has anyone seen him? Has anyone seen my brother?" Beetlebelly didn't return to camp for 2 days, and when he finally returned, his legs ached so bad he could hardly stand.

Ratjaw was never found, and the clans had to move. Beetlebelly was distraught. His closest friend. His only living friend, and the only family he could keep in touch with...was gone. He walked at the back of the group of fleeing cats, and unlike Beetlebelly had ever been before - he was unsociable, he was distressed and upset and lonely. 

It was then that his elderly father reached out to him. Timberstripe found his larger-than-life son, and Beetlebelly confided in him. Their bond wasn't as strong as Ratjaw's and Beetlebelly's had been. But it was comforting to Beetlebelly, and it was enough to last him through the rest of the journey. Beetlebelly made it to their new home, and ended up having to practically learn to walk again after a moon of being nest-ridden. His legs may end up crippling him permanently if he strains them too bad again.

.::.-SENIOR WARRIOR-.::.

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.::.-ELDER-.::.

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[ Family ]

immediate family
Father-- | Timberstripe | --Thunderclan Warrior--
Mother-- | Frostface | --Windclan/Starclan Queen--
Brother-- |Ratjaw| --Windclan Warrior--

other
Grandfather (Father's Side)-- | Thornclaw | --Thunderclan/Starclan Warrior--
Grandmother (Father's Side)-- | Blossomfall | --Thunderclan/Starclan Warrior--
Grandfather (Mother's Side)-- | Leaftail | --Windclan/Starclan Warrior--
Grandmother (Mother's Side)-- | Whitetail | --Windclan/Starclan Warrior--

[ Orientation ]

She-cats | Toms | Neither

Preferences-
Looks: Beetlebelly's not picky. He likes handsome cats, but he usually thinks that any cat's handsome. He prefers cats older than him.
Personality: Beetlebelly likes a cat that takes charge, and isn't afraid to say what they're thinking. Some cat who handles themself well. But he also wants a cat that will cuddle with him and be sweet and supportive without treating him like he's a helpless kit or a crippled elder.


[ Relationships ]

:star: Family
:heart: Mate
Dead

(:bulletwhite:) Unsure , Wary
(:bulletblack:) Fear
(:bulletred: ) Dislike / (:bulletred::bulletred:) Hate, Despise, Wish Death Upon
(:bulletyellow:) Acquaintance
(:bulletgreen:) Friend
(:bulletblue:) Good Friend / (:bulletblue::bulletblue:) Best Friend
(:bulletorange:) Lust
(:bulletpink:) Crush / (:bulletpink::bulletpink:) Love
(:bulletpurple:) Admire, Respect


Windclan:

:bulletpink::bulletpink: | :bulletpurple: | :bulletblue::bulletblue:
:star: Ratjaw | streakpie
"My best friend, my brother. I know I can trust him with anything. He'll always be here for me, no matter what I end up doing."
"M-my brother is gone. I have nothing left...Sometimes I don't even know if life is worth it anymore, without him..."

:bulletpurple: | :bulletblack:
Rowanheart | Pedropoliss
"My mentor... He sort of ignores me, and when we met, he was...kinda grumpy, but he's a good cat, I think. I'm still scared of him, though!"

Riverclan:

N/A

Thunderclan:

:bulletpink: | :bulletwhite: | :bulletred:
:star: Timberstripe | Up for adoption!
"I'm...I'm kind of conflicted how I feel about my dad. I wish he hadn't left us. It made Ratpaw real upset, and now he's all I have. Stupid dad!"
"Timberstripe helped me through the journey. It's sad that an old bag like him could walk faster than me... I appreciate it, though. I know...I know Ratjaw always said he was a horrible father. But...he's not so bad."

Shadowclan:

:bulletwhite: | :bulletblack: | :bulletorange: | :bulletpink:
Pallidprancer </s>| Toxic-Innocence
"It's not right...to have a crush on a tom. Especially a deputy? I should be ashamed. But he's just so gorgeous, and his eyes...wow his eyes. I'm stupid for this...he'll never think of me as more than a stupid little beetle..."
"I learned recently that he's dead. I...suppose Shadowclan's having a hard time keeping its leaders in line. I feel kind of sad. I...well...ehm...I mean, Pallidstar was...attractive..."

Skyclan:

N/A


NonClan

:bulletblue: | :bulletpurple:
Rarity | Miss-Smutty
"Rarity would make a really good mama. She's so nice, and beautiful! I wish she were my mom. I haven't seen her in a long time, though..."


[ Roleplay Sample ]

Palesight had been weaving around the tracks, searching for prey. She'd even managed to catch an unsuspecting...mouse. It was probably a mouse. It felt like a mouse. She flattened herself in the space between the tracks to stalk another piece of prey as she scented around. And she was glad she did, because a particular scent came to her nose. She flattened her ears, hoping she might blend in with some of the sandier looking dirt between the twoleg made blocks.

It was Riverclan scent...but...something about it seemed familiar. She paused for a second, running through her thoughts. Was it an invasion? Could she even make it to camp without hurting herself if she made a run for it? What if they were stealing prey? How would she tell her clanmates who these felines were?

But as the pawsteps approached, it sounded like only one cat. And that familiar scent...

Palesight sat up suddenly, hoping her thoughts were right. There was only one Riverclan cat who she'd seen enough to recognize their scent at all. "Badgerfur? Is that you?" She called, her eyes searching until they were just able to distinguish the approaching cat from the area around it.

She contemplated calling out a threat, but decided against it. Badgerfur had never meant her any harm before. And if it wasn't him, well, she wasn't sure how capable of fighting she actually was.

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MyCatsAreMyBabies's avatar
I know this is slightly old but the kithood history made me feel sad for him :c He's the kind of cat that i would be going crazy over in a pet store! cx