Laurelcrown

Within life, Laurelcrown was a complicated tom who was often regarded as keen, sarcastic, and ruthless. From a young age he adapted to be highly aware of his surroundings, deduce others intentions easily, and overally be the sharpest tool in the shed. Nothing would get past him, and he'd make sure to remember the slightest of slip ups. He was often sarcastic as well, easily meeting many with a slight jab, sometimes harsher. At his worst, he was terribly ruthless, aggressive, and even barbaric at times.

Some still try to reason why he did was he did, attempting to sweep through the valley in an attempt to seize any and all territory in the name of his clowder. A few ponder if it was for religious reasons, seeing himself as The Tempest's martyr, but the reality is much more depressing than any theory an elder can think up. Laurelcrown simply had a deep set fear of weakness, mostly within himself. Through delusions of doing the greater good for his clowder, he persuaded himself into committing terrible acts against others, all for the sake of himself, the clowder, and his family.

Within death, Laurelcrown has mostly stayed the same, simply more reserved and a bit more relaxed than he was before. Without the duties of being a warrior to uphold, a clowder to look after, or even others to concern himsef with on a personal level- outside of Jackaljaw, of course- he can relax more often, without a care in the world, but still finds it hard to socialize with the only cat that can see and hear him. While he tries to push Jackaljaw towards choices that will protect the young tom, he's long accepted that his wishes fall on deaf ears, and has mostly become a source of banter for the tom.