battle cat is a fictional character in the Masters of the Universe franchise. He is a large cat with green fur and yellow stripes, and his primary purpose is to serve as He-Man's fighting mount.
Battle Cat is the alter ego of Cringer, the cowardly, lazy, over-eating feline companion of Prince Adam. He tends to spend most of his time as Cringer sleeping, eating, and avoiding responsibility, as well as hiding at the slightest sign of trouble or danger. He can talk, although no reason is ever given for this ability. He has the appearance of a green, orange-striped tiger. In the episode "Teela's Quest", Queen Marlena says to Adam in regards to the planet Earth, "There are no talking green tigers on Earth." It is not known if her referring to Cringer as a tiger means he is called a tiger on Eternia, or if she is simply using it as a comparison, but in the episode "A Beastly Sideshow", Evil-Lyn also refers to Cringer as a tiger, and in the episode "House of Shokoti", a boy is surprised that he is "a talking tiger". However, his species is never given an explicit name and it is unclear how many others like him there are. When Prince Adam transforms into He-Man, he holds his sword out and fires an energy beam at Cringer, transforming him into Battle Cat. When Cringer becomes Battle Cat, he grows to about twice his size and is outfitted in red armor that covers his head and back, with a saddle mounted on it for riding. As Battle Cat, he is fearless and powerful. His voice changes significantly and he talks with a growl, as opposed to his whimpering voice that is heard when he is Cringer. Cringer cannot stand becoming Battle Cat, but he goes along with it out of loyalty to Adam. He largely serves as a mount for He-Man, but is known for fighting with villains as well. Battle Cat also has a love interest in the episode "The Cat And The Spider": Kittrina, a warrior of the cat-people.
On the couch, barely staying awake,
feeling something eating away at you
Just sitting wasting time
because it seems there's never anything else to do
And when you finally get up and go,
all you can do is drink yourself to a breaking point
And then you puke and you're at a starting line again
And it always seems the same
It's like nothing will ever change
A lot of weight is about all I can gain
If I ever make it anywhere,
wonder if I'll see a reason to care
I'll probably keep groaning that nothing's fair
You keep on complaining and complaining more,
even though you've got a lot going your way
But when you're feeling so empty inside,
then a lot, it really means nothing anyway
A bottle is the only thing worth opening
Right now it all just seems to suck
"Where will you be a year from now?"
With no ambition, a question like that can't mean much
I'll probably keep telling myself nothing's fair,
'cause nothing ever seems fair