Pinepaw - He/him - Tom Backstory - Pinepaw started off as a rouge, with his mother. He was an only kit, his litter mates lost to the cold north winds of leafbare. Named after his father, he was brave, quick-witted, clever, nimble, and loving. His father had died before he was born, protecting his mother from a fox that had wandered near the den. His mother died shortly after he was four and a half moons, falling of a cliff while hunting. He then got picked on a lot, and not knowing how to fight, lost. He grew quiet after that. Once he was five moons, he was offered to join the clans. He accepted the offer, glad to be with other cats again. Note: He has a scar across his flank on the other side. I might add more cats later.
