| Shudderbreath | Riverclan | Tom |

Shudderbreath

Age: Two Cycles, Three Moons.
Gender: Male
Rank: Warrior
Clan: Riverclan
Short Description: Long haired black Tom with grey and navy flecks and vibrant blue eyes.

Appearance:
His long black fur is thick and warm, highlighted with a grey-blue undercoat and silver streaks. His eyes are wide and soul-blue in colour and though they may be cool to look at their warmth is obvious, even to the most hated of enemies. His black claws are long and sharp and his milk-white teeth are well kept and clean, though his tongue is notched and his lips scarred.

His long ears come to a perfect point and neither are notched or damaged. His tail is longer than usual for a cat as are his legs but the long fur makes it less obvious, as well as hiding his lithe structure. His face is angled and sharp with a wide forehead and high nose, his white whiskers often clipped short, though for what reason and how escapes him.

He carries himself low to the ground, almost in a rodent-like manner and he scurries around much the same, always moving or looking around as though he’s scared to miss anything interesting. He twitches a lot too, though more from his madness than discomfort. His backbones protrude quiet obviously though the rest of his form is far too fluffy to show anything.

Personality:
Shudderbreath was born with an incredible intellect that only grew with age, unfortunately his sanity was not quite as long lived and though he remains just as fiercely cunning as ever few things he says make any sense and he quite often swings between extremes. He talks fast or he talks slow, sings to the moon or the lake. He speaks in riddles, or he doesn't, whatever takes his fancy at the time.

He moves fast, jittery movements, limbs that move in peculiar fashions and eyes that wander of their own accord. Yes, he is intelligent, scarily so but his madness twists the words in his head before the come out of his mouth. He fears things that are harmless and has no fear of the things that mean harm.

The connections his insane mind makes are just that, insane, but at the same time he can explain anything in such a way that even the sanest of cats will question their own judgement. Yes, Shudderbreath is mad, but there is a method to his madness and some would argue he's not quite as crazy as he lets others believe. Of course that's all nonsense, he can't even remember his own name most of the time, and lets not mention how many plants he's initiated conversations with over the years...

He knows what you know about the secret you tried to hide last moon- but it's okay, he won't tell anyone. And if he does who's to believe him? He certainly doesn't so it's okay, because, really, he knows you wouldn't do that. So he wonders what he knew because he thought he knew it but apparently it's not true.

Regardless, Shudderbreath is wise and loyal, kind and giving. He doesn't care about a cats origins, just about who they are. For him deeds speak louder than words and he is an excellent judge of character.

History:
He was raised like any kit but from the start his mind wasn't quite what it should be. He learnt fast and excelled in training but things didn't seem to work they way they should, his mind making peculiar connections and often times creating or deleting entire scenarios. He doesn't hunt normal, talk normal, walk normal yet for all his faults regardless of what he does all his plans work out perfectly.

The kits have always taken to listening to his story's, tales of grandeur that make no sense but all ears pay attention, always wondering how much truth is in his words and constantly being left in shock when things that make no sense make sense and the world is flipped again and again. He doesn't even know what's true is true or maybe he does know but can't tell. Or maybe he know's that he doesn't know if he knows or not.

Shudderbreath knows a great many things but it's not rare to see him making a fool of himself and causing trouble for the clan. Many times he's made mistakes and offered insane excuses, that in the end made sense in a most peculiar kind of way. He's befriended many dangerous cats in his time and done a great many insane but great things. As a kit he even went as far as risking his own life for a kittypet, though he has no idea why anymore, or even if it was him. To be honest, it could have been another cat. He can clearly remember having kittens, but that's not possible... Is it?

He also remembers fighting a Fox and surviving, flying to starclan and hunting a bird that in turn hunted him. He didn't survive. No wait, that was Brindlepelt, wasn't it? No matter.

Regardless of his madness he has served the clan well, and will continue doing so.