DOOM ON YOU || o, new group

[Zjarr]

Ironically, the cyborg canine was already sporting his signature olive military cap as he intently listened to Modernwarfare's announcement of a new group, a militaristic one to bring order and justice. Task Force 141—he believed Moddy had mentioned him starting the group up when he first joined.

Once more, the drums of war beat in his ears, earsplitting shouts and booms erupting from all around. Artillery shells burst, metal clashed against metal, anguished screams signaling the abrupt end of one's service. Field medics dragged the injured from the lines to safety, rushing back and forth to carry their comrades. War was a terrible thing. But sometimes it was the only thing you could do to bring justice and order. It took so many, but would inspire hope in so many more.

Heatwave. Heatwave. Heatwave. That was his name; well, a code name. A code name that he held dear to him. His eyes fluttered open and he saw opportunity within Task Force 141. He had the heart and grit of a soldier, and this was the group he was looking for. ThunderClan was not coming back any time soon, and he couldn't sit there waiting. And it would be too much to try to reform it himself or with his ex-Clanmates. This world didn't need another ThunderClan: it needed order. Justice in the midst of anarchy.

The wolf wasn't sure whether to state his intentions to join or inquire about it later on. He supposed it'd be fine to be up front about his interest now. "I'll...I'll join your Task Force, if you'll have me," he barked somewhat reluctantly to the German Shepherd, adjusting his cap subconsciously. He still didn't know of his service in the 141 prior to arriving in this world, or that the canine before him was his commander long before. All he could remember of his time in the Task Force was the drums of war and the name Heatwave.
[spoiler=tags :: updated 01/21]basics.
✯ Zjarr Ignibus // formerly known as Flamewhisker or Heatwave
✯ male // masculine
✯ age frozen, adult // mentally 65 months // spiritually unknown
✯ no rank // ex-leader of the late ThunderClan
✯ no titles // gay redneckâ„¢
✯ played since 2012
✯ formerly in the FeralFront universe
✯ recovering memories of past, slow to recognize old friends from past life
✯ demon, stole physical form from a mortal // doesn't act upon demonic lust
✯ former alcoholic, rehabilitated
✯ can speak German and Latin
✯ often fights with a sword (affectionately calls Ignibus Blade)

appearance.
✯ cyborg wolf [ref]
✯ russet pelt with cream hind legs, underbelly and chest
✯ brown right eye (natural), red left eye (artificial)
✯ prosthetic front legs; left side of face; back/spine — attempt to slow any effects of radiation
✯ may occasionally wear a military cap
✯ nicked left ear
✯ American accent, drawled

relationships.
✯ no best friend
✯ no apprentice
✯ [G1] NPC x NPC
✯ biromantic // bisexual
✯ single // no crush
✯ one child—0 blood, 1 adopted (many children on FF)
  butterflykisses i.

interaction.
✯ storage // plot
✯ physically hard // mentally difficult // possession
✯ attack in #f24b00[/spoiler]