Ursus was meditating near the semi-human base in the Amazon rain forest of Brazil. He was doing his best to avoid the others, he hated being near the others, they compared him to ursa and well, he didn't exactly live up to their expectations. That's when a genius idea struck him. Start running, start running and don't stop. He got up and started running. The sun rose and fell, as did the moon, but he did not stop running until he was sure no one could find him. He practiced his martial arts; he was getting very good at capoeira. He fed on any prey he could get. Ursus became just another animal of the forest, escaping from predators and surviving as best as he could. Soon enough though, Ursa Rajom found him. In a few minutes his unconscious body was dragged back to the base by Ursa.
He awoke to the sound of gunfire, they were getting attacked already. He immediately dashed towards the sound, hiding in the trees. He fell on top of one of the soldiers, kicked the gun out of another’s hand, caught it and shot at the others. He hid behind the trees and waited for them to have to reload. He calmed down as they reloaded and aimed at him. He climbed up a tree, and watched as they searched for him, he waited patiently as they passed him without noticing and were out of range, he would then begin following them, much like a predator stalks his prey. Ursus pounced on one of the soldiers and just as fast as he appeared, he was gone, into the forest. They were panicking, he smiled, nothing was funner than a good hunt.
Martial Arts: standard (rank 1)
Ursus fell from a nearby tree, swept one soldier and axe kicked his head into the ground, he then used his body as a shield and tossed him at the others, he dodged the aim of the guns while knocking out soldiers, a punch here and a kick there, focused more on survival then actual fighting but even with that to deal with soon they were all down. So his long time training day in day out had paid off after all, that was good for him to know, he had just survived being hunted, though in his mind he had become the hunter at some point.
Hyper-Senses: standard (rank 1)
Ursus walked away from the bodies he had left. He began to think he was getting too into the killing, but immediately eliminated the idea. He began heading back to the base, when all of a sudden he smelled something, the smell of a gun being fired not too far away, perhaps a mile at most. Then the smell grew, and grew, more gunfire. He began to stalk his new prey. He jogged in that direction, staying hidden in the trees. He watched them from atop trees; they were engaged in battle with other semi-humans, his friends. He watched them call for reinforcements. That usually meant tanks; those were tricky to deal with. He decided that these soldiers should be dealt with quickly.
Transformation: standard (rank 1)
Ursus began transforming; he was no longer a semi-human. He was now what his kind liked to call a full beast. A half tiger, half bear abomination, he ripped the soldiers to shreds, and they probably did not even know what hit them. He could smell the reinforcements, he headed that way. As it turns out, ursus got lucky, no tanks this time. He sneaked up on a platoon, perhaps forty soldiers, with the swipe of his paws he managed to take out a fourth of them before they realized what was going on, and another 5 before they got organized. He charged straight at them, getting hit by a few bullets on his way, but once he was on them, nothing they had could take him down. After he won, he went back to his semi-human form. He realized that helicopters would come searching once they realized the soldiers were not responding their cellular devices. He decided to get away from there as quickly as possible.
Leaping: standard (rank 1)
He dashed away and jumped; he landed on a branch a few feet above the ground and jumped to another branch. He usually used his jumping for escaping bad situations but it was also a decent way to take down large prey. He leaped and thought as he ran. Did he have to spend his entire life running? He knew he did, though he liked to play a predator he was a prey. He was hunted by the greatest predator of the planet. A predator so great, it defied the laws of nature. Well, he remained uncaught, and as long as that was true, he would run, run or die. He arrived at the base, where he was reprimanded for his hastiness, He then went out hunting, he pounced on a wild tapir and took it out. He ate and then, smelling an approaching predator, he leaped away. He realized then, he was born to run.