Malchik -- Loner

[†Caracal]

malchik

NAME: Malchik
AGE: 13 moons
GENDER: Tom, neutered
CLAN: Loner
RANK: //
DESCRIPTION: This poor tom is the prime example of a broken soul. His entire body expression is weary, his front left leg was fractured in multiple places, leaving him with a sad limp. His body has hardly any fat or muscle to it, and his ribs are visible. His cheeks are sunken in, and he looks starved to death. He is lightweight and weak. He is missing patches of fur in places. His fur is white with patches of brown-gray tabby scattered across his body. He has half of it coming across the left part of his face. His eyes are small and dull yellow. He has a small pink nose and battered ears. He has scars covering his entire body.
PERSONALITY: He is desperate and half driven insane by the treatment he has received. He is almost always sick and can barely manage to hunt for himself. He is skittish and terrified of the slightest sound. He gets petrified in the presence of dogs. He is tired all the time, but he tries to look at the world through twisted optimism. He usually shatters his own optimism by countering it with pessimism. He is shy around most cats and doesn't like to talk with them. He can hardly fight for himself, but if he is backed into a corner, he will turn vicious and try his best to claw his way out of the situation.
HISTORY: He was born in the twolegplace. His mother was a feral cat named Masha and his father was a stray kittypet named Wheatley. He had a sister named Tegan. When he was five moons old, a vicious stray dog attacked his family. His mother's neck was broken and Tegan was partially eaten. Malchik's was picked up and thrown, and he fractured and broke his leg.
Wheatley found the bodies of his mate and daughter and because Malchik was unconscious, he thought that he had died as well. He threw himself to the dog as well in order to join his family in the afterlife. Malchik awoke to find their bodies scattered around him. The dog had left him alone, thinking he was dead already.
Though his leg eventually healed, he was left with a limp. He had multiple run-ins with various cats, including raiders. He was hurt and beaten by them, and he eventually found the junkyard to take shelter in. He hides among the scrap metal and wreckage, but he can barely keep himself fed and alive.
RELATIONSHIPS:
None
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[Durango]

Accepted.