Bleakfur

Independent, intelligent, resourceful, conscientious, and victim to desire and discord: these are all very prominent traits of this very average looking tom. He boasts a very peculiar kind of arrogance: mild and passive, but deep burning, and ultimately the spider that spins the web of what is his character.

Although infested with dignity and a debriding, clinical approach to conflict, his moral compass runs curiously in favor of compassion. He highly values his ability to remedy, and oftentimes readily errs on the side of generosity, especially if it rewards with acknowledgement.

Despite his excedingly helpful nature, he does tend to combat it internally with ego and reluctancy, and varying degrees of internal strife commonly lead him to alternate means of relief. He is a productive and technical partner when focused and encouraged, though holds creature comforts in high regard. He is effortlessly a victim of unhealthy predilections that are  often what lead to the chaos he so desperately tries to control.

Although notably independent, he craves company and an audience for not only his wisdom and capability, but also for his mischeviousness and unorthodoxy. A real hearthrob from a distance, he is generally charismatic and exceptionally brilliant, though his deformity does tend to draw attention. Sometimes he thinks, not enough!

Not much is remembered of his past. It isn't characteristic for him to put much weight on what was, though he does vaguely remember the brief feeling, sound, scent, and taste of kithood. He had likely wandered off at one point, and never found his way back home. Moment by moment carried him to present day, and there are many relationships he has held in high regard. The names and experiences of those who have helped him reach today are under lock and key.

an ordinary, pale grey tabby tom with no eyes
faceclaim: Juno the Blind Cat