Mousestar

 is a lean classic tabby tom with a dark, chestnut-colored base coat.

Appearance

 * [DRAFT:] A sorta lazy "roguishly handsome" kind of guy. Stands at a relatively average height and is notably lean from his past complications. His coat is a darker chestnut brown as a base, marbled with black classic tabby markings. His fur is short in length, but never well-groomed. Instead, it's messy and tends to stick out at all angles, like he has chronic bedhead. Ears are notched from his days as a rogue.

Character

 * Mousestar, as they say, is the sunshine of SummerClan. If camp is quiet, it's a safe bet that the extroverted tom is far from camp. Whether it's intentional or not, the tabby is awfully loud, to the point where he's convinced half of his clan that he's hard of hearing. He seems to be attracted to excitement and uses his obnoxious yelling as a form of pumping up his clanmates, especially since he aims to be an active participant in every daily duty of SummerClan. That being said, Mousestar has to be around someone at all times- literally. Boredom and isolation are his greatest weaknesses, so the noisy tom makes certain that someone knows where he is at all times. By no means does he intend to come off neither aggressive nor provocative with his loud tendencies, he just adores involvement.


 * Friendliness is something Mousestar is never short of. In fact, he can come off as a little too comfortable around his clanmates, specifically the opposite gender. The social tom appears to be secure at all times, with his comfort levels being particularly high with all of his clanmates. This may be the result of his social behavior and need to be active within the clan, as it allows him plenty of time to socialize with and get to know his clanmates. However, Mousestar is far too flirtatious for his own good. While he tends to be humorous and likes to crack a joke here and there, it's hard to tell if he's being serious, especially when it comes to his advances with she-cats. Even at Gatherings, he won't hesitate to publicly hit on Shellstar, Fallenstar, or Pinestar with ridiculous pickup attempts.


 * While he may seem like some disloyal pushover, Mousestar is a cat to never turn your back on. He never beats around the bush, and when he wants something done...well, it better get done. They say that the SummerClan cat can turn on a dime if you say the wrong thing, and his aggressive side isn't something to be messed with. There's something very eerie about the tom and his mysterious past, like he's always got something to hide from SummerClan. This intimidation factor, coupled with his bluntness, makes him almost unpredictable. He can be very terrifying when cats disobey him, and he won't hesitate to get the message to even cowering apprentices. Listen, and listen well, or there'll be consequences.

Childhood

 * Mousestar has kept his past a complete secret from his clan, save for revealing that he originated as a rogue. However, it goes much deeper and darker than that. The young tom was born into a clowder of traveling strays, who followed their prey to keep steady meals coming.


 * However, around the time when Mousestar was eleven moons of age, a horrible leafbare hit. Prey became so scarce that it was thought to be nonexistent, and the cats within the clowder began to die from starvation and organ failure. His parents and siblings were some of the first to go, until he was one of three cats remaining.


 * The dark and secretive air that follows Mousestar can be sourced to this time. As a result of desperate measures, he resourced to cannibalizing his friends, and that innate urge to survive never left him. Those hardships forever left a scar on him, and seemed to do much worse than just imprint a horrible memory.

Adulthood

 * Before he joined SummerClan, he continued to live his life as a rogue. Skirmishes and fights for survival resulted in far too much bloodshed, initiating him to occasionally feed on those he defeated, despite having an adequate amount of prey. It would seem that an overwhelming amount of blood triggers him to enter a primitive state of eat or be eaten.


 * He later joined the Clan in hopes of finding his sanity, something that he'd unfortunately never find. However, they did teach him acceptance (despite being unaware of his cannibalizing tendencies) and to let bygones be bygones. Slowly, he crept out of his shell to reveal his true colors: a flirtatious bigmouth. Perhaps he wasn't the greatest warrior, but his enthusiasm to serve diligently and be as involved as possible was appreciated.

Trivia

 * An overwhelming amount of blood triggers his sort of "primitive" state, which occasionally results him cannibalizing deceased victims.
 * This may have a mental impact on him in the future.