Molepelt

''A very fluffy cat for his very small stature. Green, faded eyes and dark brown fur, with the odd tuft of different shades of brown growing seemingly at random, making him look quite scruffy. Large front paws and a fluffy tail that's half his size. Either looks completely lost or angry. Snaggletooth.''

Age: 35 moons

Personality
He's not the most social cat, spending most of his time on his own either doing what he's assigned to or digging. Why he digs is a mystery to even himself. However when you do get him talking, he won't stop easily. Especially with kits and apprentices, he likes to tell them grand, overexaggerated tales of everyday things, hoping to leave a good impression on their futures as potential warriors. Though when he's not sharing stories, he tends to come across as awkward or nervous. It makes it hard for him to connect with others, but damn if he won't try his best. Has a bit of a southern accent.

He seems to squint a lot, and rubs his eyes far too often.

History
Mole was found in the aftermath of a hurricane when he was 5 moons old. Trapped in an empty log and pushed out to sea, he landed on Moon territory. He has no memory outside of clan life. He has been a loyal warrior ever since.