Scarpaw

Name of Cat: Scarpaw
Gender: Male
Rank: Apprentice
Tribe: NightTribe
Age: 7 moons ;; 7 months
Season born in: Warm Wind
Description or Pic: Little Scarpaw is very small compared to others of 7 moons. His black short-haired coat covering his skinny bones. Three long scars on his left side scrape from the base of his neck down to his flanks. Three reminders of a past he doesn't want to remember. Dangerous blue orbs stare from an abyss of black, absorbing the cautious and unhappy looks.
Personality: Scarpaw can be said to be a idiotic little kit. He does not like others at all. Usually, he doesn't say anything at all, but when he does, he's rarely being nice. If you're lucky enough for him to like you, he'll protect you to the end. Scarpaw is loyal as can be and will follow those that he believes in to the ends of the earth.
Flaws: Not many cats like him because he's a loner and doesn't like other much. If he got in trouble, it's not very likely anyone would come to help him.
History: Scarpaw was born a bastard and a stray. The exact meaning of the word in the dictionary, actually. As far as he is concerned, he had no father. His mother had absolutely no care for him nor his brother and sister. She decided to take out her anger of their father leaving on the kits. Both his siblings were killed at her paws and gifted him with 3 long scars down his left side. As a small kit, he ran off away from the abusing queen. Practically starved to death, Streampebble found him and brought him back to NightTribe. She took care of him and helped him recover. So far, she is the only one in Scarpaw's life that has cared about him, so she is the only one he trusts. Now an apprentice, he was lucky enough to be given to his rescuer and leaves her side only at night when they have to split into the Warrior's den and the Apprentice's den.