Palejaw~My Boy~"You might not see me, but I see you." Current Name: Palejaw
Future Names: Probably none
Age: 35 moons
Gender: Tom
Rank: Warrior
Future Rank: none that are going to happen soon.
Appearance:
Palejaw is a large tom, at least when you're looking at length and width. With long fur and broad shoulders, Palejaw can seem rather fluffy, though under all that fluffy is muscle. He looks like a mix of a Maine Coon and Siamese, most of his coat is white or maybe a pale silver-grey, with darker tabby points. His eyes are a cold blue somewhere between an ocean blue and a frosty ice blue. His broken jaw isn't the only thing to mar his once handsome face. A few nick litter one ear, making them a bit odd to look at, and of course not all the skin and fur on his jaw grew back, much less correctly. Long fur covers the rest of his scar's, though you won't find many, as he doesn't scar very easily.
Personality:
While young Palejaw is a rather cold-hearted cat, at least on the surface. He often doesn't speak, but it's normally critical and harsh when he does. Some may call him fox-hearted, he says that he's just brutally honest. Palejaw likes to keep busy and can be found hunting or patrolling nearly a hundred percent of the time. What little time he does get to him-self is spent, eating or sleeping. Palejaw doesn't have much of social life, and because of it will sometimes miss social cues. Misunderstanding sarcasm has lead to him calling others mouse-brained - or worse - more than once. It could be noted that Palejaw intends to stay in the background, always there but never noticed. Some could call him sly or cunning for such a trait, but so what if he finds out that his sister's mated to a loner with such a trait.
Background:
Palejaw was born to Cypressflower and Lightningstrike some thirty-plus moons ago, next to his sister Wrenkit and Hornetkit. From a young age, he knew that he'd become the leader of Sycamoreclan, he liked the sound of it. Palestar, Leader of Snowclan! His sister would be the soft-hearted medicine cat, and his brother Hornetkit would be his loyal deputy. This fantasy played out well into his apprenticeship, until an accident. While he was hunting, Palepaw overpowered his jump and landed on some slick ice. Unable to keep balance, he fell at an awkward angle. He awoke the next day with a broken jaw, unable to heal it and with little hope of healing it, Palepaw's heart broke. Dream's shattered Palepaw seemed to fade, while his life seemed to stop, his parents and siblings' lives went on. For half a moon, Palepaw lamented his new deformity, only to find that he had heard more gossip than ever. So he honed his skills at fading into the background, later hearing of another cat that had broken their jaw. A cat he soon started to emulate. It took a while, but Palepaw soon figured out how to hunt with his not quite right jaw. His siblings became warriors a full two moons before him, but that was fine with him. He had better things to do.
Sexuality: Demisexual
Crush: Open
Mate: None
Kits: None
Parents: Cypressflower and Lightningstrike
Siblings: Hornetclaw and Wrensong
Other Information: Themed by
Sick Boy by The Chainsmokers.