Thicketpaw

Thistleclan

runty bobtail, black spotted tabby with green eyes

Small in all the ways that matter, Thicketpaw is the image of what one would define as a 'runt'. He is short and petite with not much muscle to him and while not defined as long, his legs are a bit lengthier than what is befitting his size. He is not sickly by any means however he will certainly need to work harder to achieve the kind of muscle a cat his superior would naturally gather through no training at all. His bobtail is unique and the only real way to determine his mood despite his otherwise overly stoic demeanor.

Thicketpaw is a black spotted tabby with speckles throughout his brown fur. He does have some distinct banded stretches of darker brown along his face and legs however the rest of him has a kind of spotting that makes him appear to be rather unkept regardless of his state of cleanliness. His short fur has become more textural and thick as he enters the stage of awkward teen moons.

His face is generally in a state of blank observation, an expression he continues to practice on when around the company of others and sometimes alone. His green eyes are dull and unfeeling but can have the occasional spark of something more should the emotion grip him hard enough. He has a rather round face with short, round ears that sit atop his crown while his slim muzzle frames the bottom of his face in a look that screams indifference.

Thicketpaw has within him a patience not found often in one so young and yet cultivated from the realized need to allow for things to crumble on their own before dealing the final blow. He is the type to sit back, watch the world unfurl, and then exploit its weaknesses. Born the smallest of the litter in a cut-throat society, he learned at a very young age that everyone around him has the full expectation for him to be weak, dull, and easy to break. At one point in time, Thicketpaw accepted these first impressions of him without batting an eye as he knew everyone else’s judgements to be inaccurate and their own undoing. After all, everyone overlooks the runt and that’s exactly what Thicketpaw wants them to do.

His introduction into Thistleclan has made him a bit more forward in his attempts to gain control of his environment. Of course he can continue to be unfeeling and apathetic but his need to put on a show for the sake of blending in or standing out relies heavily on his own mental support for himself. His self-confidence is a cornerstone of his personality and is what holds him together when doubt or uncertainty is thrown his way.

Thicketpaw is apathetic to the plight of others and only intervenes if he feels it will best benefit him in some way, hos own self interests coming first before the needs or desires of others. His size tends to make others feel pity for him and while he hates the emotion as a whole, he is not above using it to his advantage and manipulating others to assist or tend to him despite not truly needing it. This little tom has the power to compartmentalize trivial things like pain, anguish, and suffering. His own pain only fuels his drive to be better than his opponent. Anguish is simply a sign of weakness one should rid themselves of. And suffering is all a part of nature so accepting it as such will help you grow stronger.

There is not much Thicketpaw wouldn’t do to get what he wants and when his mind is set on something he will work tirelessly to achieve it no matter how long it takes. He can become violent when in a bad mood and prefers to fight things out with his claws than with his words though he isn't above a mighty put down if one is justified.

Thicketpaw can adapt well to whatever surrounding he is thrown in thanks to being born under rogue guidance. There is always food to find somewhere and if not, there’s always someone who you can steal it from instead. It's important to also know if those around you are the type to claw the skin off your back or would willingly roll over at the sight of bared fangs. Knowing and adapting to fit into the crowd is an essential skill he will continue to work and grow on as he ages. As such, he spends much of his time reserved to those around him, talking little unless he feels it is socially expected of him. This allows him to fade into the background, becoming unnoticed and able to observe others when their guards are down.

Grasshopper, along with this siblings; Weevil, Lacewing, and Springtail; all have a purpose in this world. Born to the rogue leader Poppy and her sidekick, Honeybun- Grasshopper was taught at an early age to fight for what is his. Being the smallest of the litter didn't help matters and it was due to his frail beginning that he aspired to be something or someone everyone one day cowers in the shadow of. During his kithood, he was just beginning to discover his freedom as his mother told him how special he was and his father trained him to be strong enough to not sway with the smallest of breezes.

He fought with his brother Weevil heavily, the other tom being larger and stronger than him which forced Grasshopper to fight harder and think more quickly on his feet. Though victory was not something frequently granted to him, it taught Grasshopper the valuable lesson of endurance. When Poppy told the brothers it was their mission to go off into the clan lands, Grasshopper didn't hesitate to take his role with the level headed seriousness he was known for.

Wearing the name Thicketpaw, the tom now serves Thistleclan under the guidance and tentative protection of Firstar. He is learning clan customs and what it takes to make it big or at the very least, how to survive in a society that hates the very blood that pumps through his very rogue veins.

One day he will do great things, he simply knows it.