Maplefur

Maplefur is a skillful, and secretive warrior with lustrous ginger and white fur and seafoam green eyes. 

Maplefur was always a bit unfeeling: It worried his mother when he was a kit and did not mew or cry like the other newborns. She was worried he was too much like his father- a Tom who'd never joined the clan, and who left her as easy as breathing. She worried straight up until she passed away : and then there was no one left to worry about Maplefur.
He eventually found his footing though- from an awkward kit to a much more popular apprentice, he found out the kinds of things he needed to do to be liked by his clanmates. And fighting and hunting came easy to him - he never had to think too hard about it. That ease led him to act out more and more: sometimes, just to see what would happen. Just to see if that emptiness in him could be filled. Every time he doesn't face consequences, he feels less and less like he has any existence at all.

Nowadays, he sneaks out of the clan, where he can be alone and unwatched. Free of other's gazes, he can be himself. If even that means he doesn't exist at all.