Crowface

With a height of 13'', Crowface stands slightly taller than the average cat without being visibly overbearing in size. They move their body with elegance due to their delicate, almost fragile looking body. Crowface mostly consists of leg, tail and ear. Their face is flattened and their snout longer than found in common breeds. 

Crowface has thin and short fur. Their tail carries a bit more of that fluff however. 

Crowface is a hard individual to understand. Their motives and emotions aren’t always easy to get behind and their cold and self assured demeanor can often scare others away. It’s not something that specifically seems to get to them. 

The young feline takes a harsh and self critical approach when it comes to clan centered work and will easily project their failures and mistakes into their surroundings. They don’t go around sharing their inner conflicts - however will let others know that they feel them. With Crowface, mostly the negative emotions break through whilst they - otherwise - lack in showing when they’re happy. 

The bi-colored warrior is otherwise fairly outgoing and extroverted, often deflecting their true opinions behind a mask. Some may say there’s manipulative traits shown here and there, yet it is never their true intention to be the cause of such. 

More than anything, Crowface has no idea how to fit into clan life with their views and ways and would much rather hide any trace of true emotion.

> I’d rather be hated for someone I’m not, than for who I really am.<

Crowface wasn’t born to the clans. They’re an outsider, born into the cold world that everyone has to face these days. For the most part, they would fend for themself, growing independent and cold to the circumstances at paw. 

However, as the scapes of the city grew more and more grim with each passing moon, Crowface - still in their youth - decided to seek out help for the first time. So far they had lost their family and even small acquaintances that were made throughout their journey. All would meet their end through tragedy. Nothing that could be avoided, for death came for everyone. It was a world in which you had to be the only thing you cared for. 

So after a few days of searching had passed, Crowface had come into first contact with the clans that roamed the city. The idea of living for someone else opposed their initial mindset, yet with short passage of time Crowface would come to learn that it wasn’t someone else they were living for, but a community all trying to survive together. It was hard to learn and adapt, but eventually routine helped support the process and one could make a fine warrior out of them.